I knew such a woman once,She gave me everything.Her love like a soft riot singing,She knew how to shine.
A man in his early prime contemplates on life, shattered by the distortions of society he gazes ahead in time. There were vows of happiness and fairy tale beginnings. Now there is nothing of that sort...
Once upon a time, is how stories begin...
You are where you need to be. Just take a deep breath.
She put others before herself and yet you hate her. What did she do to you?
Writers possess magic. It's in their w
Generally speaking, if you think something you want to do is wrong, it is.
Every past used to be a future once upon a time
Once upon a time, there was a story. But no one to tell it.
In the land of Ingary where such things as seven-league boots and cloaks of invisibility really exist, it is quite a misfortune to be born the eldest of the three. Everyone knows you are the one who w...