-Narration- The bugs which used to dance on the cold ground are cooling off beneath the earth. On a windy day all the things which once embraced burning time fall under empty words of Nietzsche. Loneliness comes closer ruthlessly....
-Narration- The bugs which used to dance on the cold ground are cooling off beneath the earth. On a windy day all the things which once embraced burning time fall under empty words of Nietzsche. Loneliness comes closer ruthlessly....