"Even the softest petals cradle thorns, for beauty and sorrow are bound in harmony."
As long as the stars shine, dwi'n fynd i gofio chdi, cariad.
A lost Welsh soul deeply inspired by tragedy and the human psyche.
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Story by Melyn L. Kit
Seasons of Grief
A quiet unravelling, like cotton on a spindle, or petals lost to the wind. Three lives. Three seasons. Three...