I feel so many thinks… I can describe nothing, only feel. Music? Your voice? Only sound…
Chuchon
There was a ticking sound in his head, counting down to God-knows what. It could be anything really, it felt like all he did these days was wait, wait and think about everything that he was waiting for, and then wait some more.
I feel so many thinks… I can describe nothing, only feel. Music? Your voice? Only sound…
There was a ticking sound in his head, counting down to God-knows what. It could be anything really, it felt like all he did these days was wait, wait and think about everything that he was waiting for, and then wait some more.