And while the afternoons Raged...
“Es esto el amor?”
Eyes posed, fixated, darting, searching. Locked as in a wizard’s battle, wands held high, aiming for the heart. The silence pressed up against them, uniting the silence, anger, resonance of shouts that had rebounded through halls and reached silken ears. Silence like walls of water displaced by Moses, and ideas and emotions flew ( Read more... )
Eyes posed, fixated, darting, searching. Locked as in a wizard’s battle, wands held high, aiming for the heart. The silence pressed up against them, uniting the silence, anger, resonance of shouts that had rebounded through halls and reached silken ears. Silence like walls of water displaced by Moses, and ideas and emotions flew ( Read more... )
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