The evening breeze drifted through our garden, carrying the mixed fragrances of flowers, brushing gently against me as I sat on the swing of our home's garden.
17
16 - The Absence And The Arrival
Write a comment ...
The evening breeze drifted through our garden, carrying the mixed fragrances of flowers, brushing gently against me as I sat on the swing of our home's garden.
Write a comment ...
Write a comment ...