I looked at my watch. It was five past ten in the afternoon. The spring gust was a little shivering. The sound of wind came along with a sound of crunching leaves.
Before the birds rise, while the city's at rest, before someone hits his dream road, he's awake and active, preparing their road to be walked on.
I looked at my watch. It was five past ten in the afternoon. The spring gust was a little shivering. The sound of wind came along with a sound of crunching leaves.
Before the birds rise, while the city's at rest, before someone hits his dream road, he's awake and active, preparing their road to be walked on.
