Lacrimosa dies illa

The sky was filled with black clouds, swirling, brooding, casting crooked shadows on the ground, just like the day it happened. It was a month ago. Who would have thought a month would make such a difference to the way someone views the world? 'I'm trying to hold on for one more day,' Cecile said... Continue Reading →

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