There was a time when all the senses were overflowing. Despair was never in sight when the wind rustled, the sky a deep blue, and meeting a young woman with a pony-tail created a dome of tenderness. Yet the fear of tenderness. Why? The story uncovers the flight from tenderness.
There was a time when all the senses were overflowing. Despair was never in sight when the wind rustled, the sky a deep blue, and meeting a young woma...
