Milk And Honey
Milk and Honey
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Good grief
green eyes, Swan had always
favoured the dual-coloured iris
and number six had blue
spirals of iridescence like
perfect lakes of crystal.
Well,
she did earlier when
she agreed to go with this gallant man
deep into the hill and the mysric quiet
of midnight, past the broiling sands
of Colwyn Bay. But the stranger
sh...
Wednesday 5th September 2018 2:36 pm
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