“After Midnight”
The dress has fallen. The flowers slowly wilt in the vase, and the last echoes of laughter fade into the night. The world still sleeps in the scent of sugared almonds. But she… she awakens.
The dress has fallen. The flowers slowly wilt in the vase, and the last echoes of laughter fade into the night. The world still sleeps in the scent of sugared almonds. But she… she awakens.