She had no time for sleep$$$ with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death$$$ dreams the whisperings of the Other$$$ who would drag us all into his eternal night.
She had no time for sleep$$$ with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death$$$ dreams the whisperings of the Other$$$ who would drag us all into his eternal night.