Children Quote by Vera Nazarian
““the Empress said, her own breath coming in gasps, lips against her daughter’s cold forehead and soft hair—her hair at least was still the same, soft, delicate, sweet cobwebs. . . .””
““the Empress said, her own breath coming in gasps, lips against her daughter’s cold forehead and soft hair—her hair at least was still the same, soft, delicate, sweet cobwebs. . . .””