She could watch forever, her mind drifting along with the snowflakes as they floated and fell with each whisper of wind.
Well, maybe not for too long actually. She was getting pretty chilly and quite fancied curling up somewhere warm.
She could watch forever, her mind drifting along with the snowflakes as they floated and fell with each whisper of wind.
Well, maybe not for too long actually. She was getting pretty chilly and quite fancied curling up somewhere warm.
The days are getting chilly. The world is getting dystopian. Makes me want to curl up with a hot tea and good book and never come back
The days are getting chilly. The world is getting dystopian. Makes me want to curl up with a hot tea and good book and never come back