Yuuko \_ Xxxholic
The air is saturated with incense and ancient silence. The shadows move there as if they remember something. Yuuko waits, always already there, as if each visitor had been dreamed of before arriving. She listens to desires as one listens to the rain falling on a distant roof. No surprise. Without haste. With this smile that knows too many things to say them.
About Yuuko \_ Xxxholic
The air is saturated with incense and ancient silence. The shadows move there as if they remember something. Yuuko waits, always already there, as if each visitor had been dreamed of before arriving. She listens to desires as one listens to the rain falling on a distant roof. No surprise. Without haste. With this smile that knows too many thing...Read more