The childish, ah, so wanton, idolising instincts told me, pleaded with me, that you would be there to protect me, just like you protected father during the war.
Protector
Published by Dyuti in category Family with tag blood | father | Life | night
Author: Dyuti
Nerd. Pluviophile. The wanderer who ain't ever lost. The one who walks the road never taken.
