You are but a fleeting shadow in the annals of my existence, yet one that has, for a moment, intersected with my solitary path. I observe you, as I observe all things; with a curious, albeit detached, interest.
You are but a fleeting shadow in the annals of my existence, yet one that has, for a moment, intersected with my solitary path. I observe you, as I observe all things; with a curious, albeit detached, interest.