February//26//2019
We've been on the road for ten days now.
Sebastian said we'll be at the ocean tomorrow.
His eyes look golden in the sunlight.
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Художественная проза"His eyes look golden in the sunlight." Xanthiel writes in a journal that's pushed onto him by his therapist. Introduce a complete asshole that he just can't seem to stop running into. Add a spontaneous roadtrip to the mix and you get one hell of...
