"She wore a gown the colour of storms, shadows and rain and a necklace of broken promises and regrets."
Some boring tidbits that I scribble down whenever I feel like it, usually when I'm on the verge of crying. Nothing much of interest here.
"She wore a gown the colour of storms, shadows and rain and a necklace of broken promises and regrets."
1 comment:
I read this line yesterday and thought it was wonderful. Looked it up on google (if you can google it, it exists). And bounced on your blogsite.
Happy to see I wasn't the only one caught by the beauty of it.
a Helena from a country far far away
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