Bloodstained and bandaged, the girl curled up, holding herself. The pain was sharp, protruding like glass, and she wrapped her arms around herself to guard against it. But he found her. He lifted her up, the sun bright on his face, his tousled black curls. He saw her first.
Light on Water
Light on Water
Light on Water
Bloodstained and bandaged, the girl curled up, holding herself. The pain was sharp, protruding like glass, and she wrapped her arms around herself to guard against it. But he found her. He lifted her up, the sun bright on his face, his tousled black curls. He saw her first.