Just as I began thinking that my make-believe world was real, my phantom dreams vanished like ghosts fleeing in fear of a breaking dawn...
Every child is a work of art, a kind of its own, a masterpiece like no other. Each journey is a special story of abounding love...
She’s a perfect reflection of a soul wrapped in the age of innocence, unblemished by the tyranny of time, unscathed by the ruthlessness...