One breath of fresh peace
The sweet garden holds me close
Outside, noise roars on
About the Creator
Caladrius
“Perhaps it’s impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be.”
— Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game
One breath of fresh peace
The sweet garden holds me close
Outside, noise roars on
“Perhaps it’s impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be.”
— Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game
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