The Persistence of Memory Nov 11 Written By Nika I was fragile as glass and then the immortal angels spoke my name and, before the graveyard ash you were destined for, a spring rose from the flames. i do not forgive and i do not forgetit was fire against my flesh Nika
The Persistence of Memory Nov 11 Written By Nika I was fragile as glass and then the immortal angels spoke my name and, before the graveyard ash you were destined for, a spring rose from the flames. i do not forgive and i do not forgetit was fire against my flesh Nika
