Memories of Midnight
- Monica Gasconhar citeratför 5 år sedan
She was anonymous, a stranger living among strangers. - barbiegreen36har citeratför 7 år sedan
A poet once said that the eyes are the windows of the soul. - ummurahi786har citeratför 4 år sedan
there were tantalizing flashes of memo - ummurahi786har citeratför 4 år sedanShe was anonymous, a stranger living among strangers
- ummurahi786har citeratför 4 år sedanthere were tantalizing flashes of memory, glimpses of vague, ephemeral images that came and went too quickly for her to grasp them, to hold them and examine them. They came at unexpected moments, catching her off guard and filling her with confusion.
- shristijha7har citeratför 4 år sedan
woof and warp - shristijha7har citeratför 4 år sedanAgios Constantinous Day
- shristijha7har citeratför 4 år sedantenth-century art of Ishinpo
- Monica Gasconhar citeratför 5 år sedanOne day he’ll get tired of all his whores, Melina thought, and he’ll realize that he needs only me.
- Monica Gasconhar citeratför 5 år sedanI’d be careful if I were you. Don’t rush into anything.”
“I won’t,” Catherine promised.
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