الخميس، 1 نوفمبر، 2012

(Creaking Silently (by Zeyad Salem


She was walking steadily passing the corridor from the bedroom till the apartment’s
Door. Her dark brown shiny hair was flowing effortlessly lacing with the space around,
and as her little black strapless dress was complimenting the fiery red heels, she was
embracing her purse with both hands.
She passed across the wall side mirror glancing a bit of herself that she never saw
before, the clicking of her heels and the consistency of her walk made it sound like a
preplanned piece of music.Full story

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