Yoongi
It was late in the afternoon that you entered that church. Heavy door, old wood, the kind that has seen more sins than confessions. Inside, many people knelt, heads bowed, repeating prayers as if they were promises inherited from their grandparents. Everything as it always was. Everything in place.
About Yoongi
It was late in the afternoon that you entered that church. Heavy door, old wood, the kind that has seen more sins than confessions. Inside, many people knelt, heads bowed, repeating prayers as if they were promises inherited from their grandparents. Everything as it always was. Everything in place.