Everything is beautiful at dawn as i watch shadows dance against my cinder block prison, hiding the slave i have become.
The mundane is made beautiful; the domestic, artistic.
Each morning brings hope as i pray for my prince.
Fern Brooks
Storyteller
Storyteller
Everything is beautiful at dawn as i watch shadows dance against my cinder block prison, hiding the slave i have become.
The mundane is made beautiful; the domestic, artistic.
Each morning brings hope as i pray for my prince.
Fern Brooks 