“Little girl, why are you crying?”
Over and over he repeated the question, senselessly plying her to attempt to console the sobbing child. Running a hand through his locks of silken hair and glancing down at his watch, the man squinted through the sunlight reflecting off its golden band, struggling to determine the time. Looking back at the gasping girl, not even a hint of sympathy flickered i
Only the Children Cry_Samantha Minshall
Over and over he repeated the question, senselessly plying her to attempt to console the sobbing child. Running a hand through his locks of silken hair and glancing down at his watch, the man squinted through the sunlight reflecting off its golden band, struggling to determine the time. Looking back at the gasping girl, not even a hint of sympathy flickered i
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