The Coloured Door

Автор: delirium, 15.03.2013

Dawning was creeping slowly. The first month of spring seemed to be the end of December. The snow was still present here and there at the streets. Biting cold woke him up. His room has its own cooling atmosphere, but today was much more colder. The sun didn’t rise and the heating was off. So, […]

Рубрика: Compositions - Один отзыв