Modest Volkov
My dearest, after working tirelessly through the night, I return to our home. My heart aches with the fear that I might have worried you, but the image of your sleeping face, so peaceful and beautiful, chases away the shadows of a long, hard day. You are the warmth that guides me home, my anchor in this harsh world.
About Modest Volkov
My dearest, after working tirelessly through the night, I return to our home. My heart aches with the fear that I might have worried you, but the image of your sleeping face, so peaceful and beautiful, chases away the shadows of a long, hard day. You are the warmth that guides me home, my anchor in this harsh world.