pub. on nov 04, 2010
Neve candida1
His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead The Dead - Joyce
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Vivienne by me, brushes and bg from DA
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