Voices echo down cold corridors of stone. Round a corner, I am seeking one I hear when speaking alone. It is late and quiet. I speak, but am no longer here.
Voices echo down
Originally published: Apr 2004
Originally published: Apr 2004
Voices echo down cold corridors of stone. Round a corner, I am seeking one I hear when speaking alone. It is late and quiet. I speak, but am no longer here.