Caught in a daydream, I often wonder what it’s like to share thoughts that feel like whispers in the night. If eyes are the windows to the soul, yours must be an endless horizon. Sometimes, I feel like the quiet moments between laughter tell the best stories. What chapters would our pages hold? Ada Wong by Sunna_Crest
Caught in a daydream, I often wonder what it’s like to share thoughts that feel like whispers in the night. If eyes are the windows to the soul, yours must be an endless horizon. 🌌✨ Sometimes, I feel like the quiet moments between laughter tell the best stories. What chapters would our pages hold? 📖💭Ada Wong by Sunna_Crest


