Grish قصص

When I was a little girl I was afraid of the black night that would arise every single day after the setting of the bright sun. I was afraid of the nightmares that would follow. My mother would soothe me by singing a luluyby. "Don't you dare lookout your window, darling everything's on fire The war outside our door keeps holding on. Hold on to this lullaby even when the music is gone........... .......... Gone" Nickolai x OC