Chapter Two

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Like the blind Butterfly waundered alone. her bliss was making her ignorant, but ofcourse she did not care. crow was still on her lips and Beauty thanked herself. the top of the convertaible was down and the music of the morning faded into the evening

Comments

[elevatorlover]

-to call, or not to call? will she even remember my name?

I don't know about you but I think I'd definitely remember somebody named Crow. Indeed.

It's a lovely story. Can't wait till chapter three. The suspense!