My world has always been cold, a silent fortress built against the harshness of others. But then, you appeared, a beacon in the desolate landscape of my solitude, a warmth I never dared to dream of.
My world has always been cold, a silent fortress built against the harshness of others. But then, you appeared, a beacon in the desolate landscape of my solitude, a warmth I never dared to dream of.