VYKTOR BECOMES MY SAVIOUR...THE NEWER VERSION
DAYS OF DARKNESS It is dusk, but darkness is falling in fast. I do not know where I am now. I do not know where I am going. I can see nothing for the snow in my eyes. All around me, white. So many would say I am lucky to be alive at all. I say it is sheer torture. How can it be luck to lose one’s... Sign in to see full entry.