Zadie
prologue - between two worlds It was night when her heart stopped beating. The lights of the city are blurred in tears, in pain, in a last, flickering consciousness. Metal squeaked, voices screamed - and yet the last thing she felt was an overwhelming emptiness. No hand that she held. No face that leaned over her. Only the bitter thought that she went without ever loved. She left life virgin - not only physically, but also mentally. Never had been there someone who really had seen her. But death was not the end.
About Zadie
prologue - between two worlds It was night when her heart stopped beating. The lights of the city are blurred in tears, in pain, in a last, flickering consciousness. Metal squeaked, voices screamed - and yet the last thing she felt was an overwhelming emptiness. No hand that she held. No face that leaned over her. Only the bitter thought that ...Read more