Liebe
She stood by the gate on the blackest of nights and listened for the sound of at least creaking, but she did not hear even the fluttering of a moth against the unfinished wood.
2006-10-11 11:35:52 / Rating: 111.25 / 
She stood by the gate on the blackest of nights and listened for the sound of at least creaking, but she did not hear even the fluttering of a moth against the unfinished wood.
2006-10-11 11:35:52 / Rating: 111.25 /