From The Tears Of Stars
You asked me where I get my ideas. They come to me on the wings of a gilded sparrow, floating through the ether. From the tears of stars, they fall through the night sky, landing on my pillow. I gently scoop them up and put
You asked me where I get my ideas. They come to me on the wings of a gilded sparrow, floating through the ether. From the tears of stars, they fall through the night sky, landing on my pillow. I gently scoop them up and put