...he looks at her, the dulled sun catches his eyes. Her Inside Voice screams. He’s multi coloured to her- slate, steel, misty mornings, mortar and pestle.
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‘6’ by N Sutherland
...he looks at her, the dulled sun catches his eyes. Her Inside Voice screams. He’s multi coloured to her- slate, steel, misty mornings, mortar and pestle.
