To the end of this age. Oh, a thousand yearsWill Hardly leach,” he thought, “this dust of that fire.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
To the end of this age. Oh, a thousand yearsWill Hardly leach,” he thought, “this dust of that fire.
To the end of this age. Oh, a thousand yearsWill Hardly leach,” he thought, “this dust of that fire.
To the end of this age. Oh, a thousand yearsWill Hardly leach,” he thought, “this dust of that fire.