#830- A Crystalline Moment
The steam off my teacup mirrored tendrils arising from the frozen lake. Dawn was teasingly lifting her veil as glints...
The steam off my teacup mirrored tendrils arising from the frozen lake. Dawn was teasingly lifting her veil as glints...
For all of you who love to write but get brain dead days.... Here is; TASK 1146 She wrote her...