Across the Sea

She moves along with the throng, keeping her head low, both frightened and ashamed as her tattered feet make contact with the foreign soil. Her eyes take a cursory glance up ahead at the skyscrapers littering the skyline, only to cower underneath her heavy eyelids. Her traditional garb is all the protection she has against […]
 •  0 comments  •  flag
Share on Twitter
Published on January 12, 2015 09:10
No comments have been added yet.