TAIjeNA. a time has passed and the land has evolved but the tune remains.
The murky splurge was dry and red, the silent air held peace in It´s palm, tears were broken the villagers said now trees and rocks together calm Taijena had never seen a storm the dust only coated her waving arms her innocence was only love she never whispered fear from harm to hear the murky... Sign in to see full entry.