January 04, 2019, 04:36 PM
portia smiled, but her expression deepened from sadness, her green gaze settled upon his own dark features. his voice, whether or not he meant to, was pained. the way he looked away from her, the way he spoke. hardened. pained.
"are dreams not real, my gona?" she asked so softly, so sweet, standing still before him, "look at me. i am your mother."
"are dreams not real, my gona?" she asked so softly, so sweet, standing still before him, "look at me. i am your mother."
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moonstone. - by Portia - January 03, 2019, 12:04 AM
RE: moonstone. - by Dacio - January 03, 2019, 07:27 AM
RE: moonstone. - by Portia - January 04, 2019, 04:36 PM
RE: moonstone. - by Dacio - January 04, 2019, 06:09 PM
RE: moonstone. - by Portia - January 06, 2019, 11:05 PM
RE: moonstone. - by Dacio - January 07, 2019, 04:32 PM
RE: moonstone. - by Portia - January 07, 2019, 06:14 PM
RE: moonstone. - by Dacio - January 16, 2019, 04:35 PM
RE: moonstone. - by Portia - January 16, 2019, 04:58 PM
RE: moonstone. - by Dacio - February 10, 2019, 03:16 AM