Letters… I write her letters, with the words I wished I’d say out loud, yet am unable to let it out.I write her of things

The den of fiction writer, poetry maker and magic enthusiast.
Letters… I write her letters, with the words I wished I’d say out loud, yet am unable to let it out.I write her of things
– You’re really getting restless Elly, this is not the time to do it now. – Standing next to the window of third floor dorm
Chapter I Today was his last night in this place. Tomorrow afternoon he’d be already somewhere far away from here, on his mission to get
Piano was keeping its musical performance along with the pianist, having the room vibrate in this strange and out of the world manner. Sun was
Chapter XXII The Sadness of every Matter Bird tweeting is joyous, sun is shining bright, wind is caressing skin softly as the party lead
Chapter XXI More than one Battle Front Orins heavily concerned look slightly startled David, as he got back. Never the less, she took out