There they were, framed against a sun-less sky, a bevy of bare, leafless branches watching over as the last rays of the day's light kissed the bronze.
That one phrase " how beautifully he failed" is enough to be a fan of your writing. Thank you for letting us travel into your thoughts and actions :)
That one phrase " how beautifully he failed" is enough to be a fan of your writing. Thank you for letting us travel into your thoughts and actions :)