The Vale of Burning Pines
The night wasn’t starry at all, yet it had a mysterious beauty. A few clouds were wandering freely all over…
The night wasn’t starry at all, yet it had a mysterious beauty. A few clouds were wandering freely all over…
Tick, tick, tick….”, the clock making that sound was the only thing that she could hear at this time. Before…
اے آدم کے بیٹو! میں حوا کی پرچھائ ھوں رحمتِ خدا بنکےمیں والد کے گھر آئ ھوں خدارا مجھے سانس…