The last evening of love, The megacity was sluggishly sinking into twilight, the fading light casting a soft amber gleam on the glass windows and cobblestone thoroughfares. It was the kind of evening that held the weight of recollections,
The last evening of love, The megacity was sluggishly sinking into twilight, the fading light casting a soft amber gleam on the glass windows and cobblestone thoroughfares. It was the kind of evening that held the weight of recollections,