Wake Up and Smell the Roses
In spite of bending her head, Diana still hit it on the lintel of the door. But at least there really was a garden on the other side. A thin mist, pearly pink in the […]
In spite of bending her head, Diana still hit it on the lintel of the door. But at least there really was a garden on the other side. A thin mist, pearly pink in the […]
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