Urtay kaghaz
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Última publicación vie, dic 25, 2020
The wall was covered with blood, the red stains were visibly old, the girl went into a trance looking at them she involuntary touched them, she jolted back frantically when she heard loud footsteps echoing through the room towards her.
"Do you like the rain?" She said smiling towards him fiddling her white duppata
The rain drops were visibly clear on the huge glass wall, the haveli was echoing with the sound of soothing rain, a comfortable silence was clouded between the both of them, the old books on the shelf were covered beautifully with dust coating them.
The lightning struck again enhancing his dark brown orbs, she slightly flinched but composed herself swiftly.
"I do like the rain" he said clearing his throat looking at her
"And maybe even you" he whispered under his breath.
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