A Poignant Rainy Evening
The lampshade was on with it’s gloomy light just enough to give life to a room enveloped with silence. I could hear the consecutive movement of the second’s hand of the clock as it...
The lampshade was on with it’s gloomy light just enough to give life to a room enveloped with silence. I could hear the consecutive movement of the second’s hand of the clock as it...