Britwitch
Classically curvy
- Joined
- Apr 23, 2004
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walks slowly back in, a book open in her hand.
"Responds,--as if with unseen wings,
An angel touched its quivering strings;
And whispers, in its song,
'Where hast thou stayed so long?'"
mutters to herself, leans on the counter, still reading.
listens quietly
That was lovely...
