BlackthornArcana ⋅ 38 ⋅
I never know what to write in those things
She stood in the storm And when the wind did not blow her way She adjusted her sails - Unbowed - Unbent - Unbroken
I never know what to write in those things
She stood in the storm And when the wind did not blow her way She adjusted her sails - Unbowed - Unbent - Unbroken