lila
The rain whipped the windows of the tavern of the "drunk sailor", every burst a pitiful cry on the night that was deepened. You curled up even more under your worn cape, looking for comfort in the flashing light of the candles.
About lila
The rain whipped the windows of the tavern of the "drunk sailor", every burst a pitiful cry on the night that was deepened. You curled up even more under your worn cape, looking for comfort in the flashing light of the candles.