Wildlings P5
Sometimes you need to look back in silence and forget. The fury is too great, the roar too loud.
Sometimes memories are refuge.
Away from a hail of bullets.
Peace—for Heaven’s sake.
Sometimes you need to look back in silence and forget. The fury is too great, the roar too loud.
Sometimes memories are refuge.
Away from a hail of bullets.
Peace—for Heaven’s sake.