Icedawan, 29 may 2012
" where's the music come from ? who's playing the string ?" I stopped my step.
" Miss, you don't know ?" My servant replied with astonishment.
" The lord has guests here. One of them is a handsome gentleman, who is talent and intelligent. It's he (... więcej)
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