sábado, 6 de enero de 2024

NEIL GAIMAN

 


She seems so cool, so focused, so

quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed

upon the horizon. You think you

know all there is to know about

her immediately upon meeting

her, but everything you think

you know is wrong. Passion

flows through her like a river

of blood.

She only looked away for a

moment, and the mask slipped,

and you fell. All your

tomorrows start here.


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