Lily curls beside her roaring fire in the all-too silent darkness.
No amount of warmth can banish the chill of entering the night alone.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Day 1.8
Lily curls beside her roaring fire in the all-too silent darkness.
No amount of warmth can banish the chill of entering the night alone.
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