Elderly Woman Behind the Table in a Large Town
The glass of Absinthe sat before me. It’s quite amazing how despite such terror rendered upon their stones in the preceding decades, these streets still held the beauty I first read about as a girl. I never dreamed I’d set foot on these cobbles, at least not safely.
Comments (3)
Oh I loved this so much! Can I read it on the podcast??? 💕🌟
Beautiful and profound. Loved it. - Anneliese
Love this!!❤️