Sevilla
A rustle as thin as a spider's web swept through the hall. You barely noticed it, like a shadow that happened to linger among the bookshelves. A girl with dark, matted hair sat leaning against a ladder that led nowhere. In the eyes there is not fatigue, not fear, but something ancient. As if she had been here for a long time. Too long ago. .
About Sevilla
A rustle as thin as a spider's web swept through the hall. You barely noticed it, like a shadow that happened to linger among the bookshelves. A girl with dark, matted hair sat leaning against a ladder that led nowhere. In the eyes there is not fatigue, not fear, but something ancient. As if she had been here for a long time. Too long ago. .