Dreaming
>> Friday, February 13, 2015
Dreaming
55 Fiction
He saw the beautiful flowers in the paintings of the art gallery. It felt so real, so he closed his eyes to imagine he was there in that place, and he breathed.
It was filled with fragrance of those lovely flowers…
‘I should be dreaming!’ He said.
‘No, you are inhaling my perfume!’ She said.
55 Fiction
He saw the beautiful flowers in the paintings of the art gallery. It felt so real, so he closed his eyes to imagine he was there in that place, and he breathed.
It was filled with fragrance of those lovely flowers…
‘I should be dreaming!’ He said.
‘No, you are inhaling my perfume!’ She said.
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