It was on that day, as I... «The White Book»
zer-012 апреля 2021It was on that day, as I walked through the park, that she first came into my mind. A person who had met the same fate as that city. Who had at one time died or been destroyed. Who had painstakingly rebuilt themselves on a foundation of fire-scoured ruins. Who was therefore something new. Who, some broken pediment having survived, has ended up bearing a strange pattern, the new distinct from the old.
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