In a land far away, hidden among the cloud tops, lay a village called Whiskerville. The residents of this village were known for their beautiful, lush mustaches, which they wore with great pride. But a mysterious phenomenon caused a stir: every full moon, the most beautiful mustaches suddenly disappeared, without a trace.
and Love, the fifth day of the series.
Death and Love, two incompatible things Yet I felt a strange pull, an inexplicable sense I followed my heart, and went in search of the bond between Death and Love, an unknown book Death, a grim figure, often seen as an end But in my heart, I felt another tendency... Continue Reading →
