Herqndale: Vaguely Felt The Sighing Wind, Warm As It Brushed Against Her Damp Cheeks. And Heard, So Soft It Was As If She Dreamed It, A Woman’s Voice Whispering, Why Are You Crying, Fireheart?It Had Been Ten Years—Ten Long Years Since She Had Heard
ruinedchildhood: Life lessons courtesy of the Powerpuff Girls
