A horse with no name saw a shooting star across the dark cloudy heavens. That night, flowers were gathered by a singular man with a cat of nine lives by his side. He put the flowers in a vase. As a singular man, he often dreamed while drinking coffee. Often he dreamed of his beloved , somewhere over the sun. Maybe this is a scroll to reunite them.

The Lovely story of Laurence and Sarah

by Lilou Volage

April 17th, 2019