For in the sparkle we see
Such pretty eyes But why filled with demise? Face that can hold glory But why showing a blue story? Sinew…
Such pretty eyes But why filled with demise? Face that can hold glory But why showing a blue story? Sinew…
When the curtains flow down, the lights dimmed out, there in a corner, a shadow resides. It peeps through a…
Every story is not worthy of being told in a fairy tale style even though words weaving main course of…