Donika Stoyanova
Joined August 2023
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little drops
There, on the little cobbled streets, little drops of rain were falling, falling on the cobblestones. I was so fixed on those little drops that I didn't even notice who was approaching from the rough sidewalk. It was her. Still so perfect in her imperfection. She moved with small quick steps, dressed in a scarlet red dress, which was soaked from the rain and emphasized her ideal forms.
By Donika Stoyanova10 months ago in Writers