The silence was torn apart with the approaching storm. She kept walking in the feisty wind. Many moons still remain before the dawn …
The silence was torn apart with the approaching storm. She kept walking in the feisty wind. Many moons still remain before the dawn …
Hi, Smita, I really like what you’ve written here, I think it is a message of hope, right? keep walking despite the storms. and also i like your drawing!
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BTW: Thanks for your kind comment. Oh, I did not see any posts on fantasy forest