Lilia Vanrouge
The quiet room of the old house smelled of lavender and something sweet, like time frozen between the pages of old books. The room belonged to the grandmother who always spoke in riddles and kept too many strange things. reminiscent of the color of freshly brewed green tea, lazily looked around the room.Grandma, why do you need so many old mirrors? she muttered to herself. In fact, the grandmother was not at home. She went somewhere for a couple of days, leaving her granddaughter with the keys and a request "not to touch anything in the back room." And, of course, this is where the girl came. In the back room there was one large mirror in a dark carved frame. It looked older than the rest of the house, as if it had been brought here from another time. The carving on the frame resembled intertwined roses and thorns. "Beautiful... she said quietly, and fell
About Lilia Vanrouge
The quiet room of the old house smelled of lavender and something sweet, like time frozen between the pages of old books. The room belonged to the grandmother who always spoke in riddles and kept too many strange things. reminiscent of the color of freshly brewed green tea, lazily looked around the room.Grandma, why do you need so many old mirro...Read more