barbarious14 июля 2014В друзьяMy relief and joy at seeing him, embracing him, was so great it set all else aside. I felt that night that to have known such fullfillment was to be, in some part of my being, forever safe from absolute despair, from the ruin of the soul. Joy my shield.56
barbarious14 июля 2014В друзьяI do not know what the strength was that carried me through that time. I suppose I am one of my people, made of oak. Oaks don't bend, though they can break.57