She was entrenched. She had dug a trench all around herself called Alexander , and she couldn't leave.
Paullina SimonsMots clés the-bronze-horseman tatiana
Tatiana lived for that evening hour with him that propelled her into her future and into the barely formed, painful feelings that she could neither express nor understand. Friends walking in the lucent dusk. There was nothing more she could have from him, and there was nothing more she wanted from him but that one hour at the end of her long day when her heart beat and her breath was short and she was happy.
Paullina SimonsMots clés the-bronze-horseman tatiana
No. You didn’t start with me. I came to you because you already had yourself
Paullina SimonsMots clés the-bronze-horseman tatiana-and-alexander
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