chronicles of eevie [pt. 6]
Like a lazy monkey, a portable camera hangs around my neck.
I scroll through the images saved on it: some collected through the telescope, some snap from Ms. McGregor's secret transactions, Mr. Dougherty's chocolate fillings, which I wish I...
I scroll through the images saved on it: some collected through the telescope, some snap from Ms. McGregor's secret transactions, Mr. Dougherty's chocolate fillings, which I wish I...