The Epitaph – Saranya Mukherjee
The ductile-brittle transition temperature is always intriguing. Moon will be there, on that night. Serene haze would caress the mundane rest. She will close the weary wing of her soul…
The ductile-brittle transition temperature is always intriguing. Moon will be there, on that night. Serene haze would caress the mundane rest. She will close the weary wing of her soul…