Playing Stories — Chapter 17: Something
“You’re asking me, will my love grow/ I don’t know, oh, I don’t know!”
Read More Playing Stories — Chapter 17: SomethingInkpot Shuffles in the Twilight
Words that float out of my mind and across the universe. Sometimes entertaining.
“You’re asking me, will my love grow/ I don’t know, oh, I don’t know!”
Read More Playing Stories — Chapter 17: Something