A tangled heart with golden feather 🪶
chapter - 1
soul and light
I can barely see the sunrise through my window screen, and I can hear the voice of the clock insisting on how old I am. I feel struck with room temperature, and yes, I know I am sick; these oxygen cylinders are counting my last moments. All I...
soul and light
I can barely see the sunrise through my window screen, and I can hear the voice of the clock insisting on how old I am. I feel struck with room temperature, and yes, I know I am sick; these oxygen cylinders are counting my last moments. All I...