pixelsinmyveins: Waking up to the sound of birds singing and feeling the warm wind on my face. The sun is peeking into my room through the big pillars around me. Looking up I see the bright sky, not being able to fully open my eyes. There are no roofs in the palace, only an magical … Continue reading
Day: September 2, 2015
pixelsinmyveins: Waking up to the sound of birds singing and feeling the warm wind on my face. The sun is peeking into my room through the big pillars around me. Looking up I see the bright sky, not being able to fully open my eyes. There are no roofs in the palace, only an magical … Continue reading