I stood with a woman who lived several thousand years before me and burned with anger for her…
Tag: fiction
To the One I called, my Friend
“Et tu Brute? I want to scream… At the lips that plotted with me while conquering what’s mine”
I stood with a woman who lived several thousand years before me and burned with anger for her…
“Et tu Brute? I want to scream… At the lips that plotted with me while conquering what’s mine”
Lady Inkwell 