“She opened herself to him, and, in that moment, she opened herself to the world. Let it hurt her. Let it burn her veins, boil her blood and scorch her heart. For where there could be pain, there could be… — Dmytry Karpov Copy Share Image
“She opened herself to him, and, in that moment, she opened herself to the world. Let it hurt her. Let it burn her veins,… — Dmytry Karpov Copy Share Image
“Setting suns always seem sad, beautiful but tragic in their way. It's another goodbye, a farewell to a day that can never be relived,… — Dmytry Karpov Copy Share Image
