Athena the Victorious: My father the heroe

Sunday, April 6, 2008

My father the heroe

It is a tired and somewhat lost old man, sitting at the kitchen table. His head resting in his swolen, overworked hands. Staring at the chess-like floor. He is like a man that became a shaddow, whilst also losing his own reflection. Many evenings he would be crying, like a child. But with no mother... Sign in to see full entry.

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