POLAND | Wednesday, 27 May 2015 | Views [206] | Scholarship Entry
Ignoring the whipping wind which ripped through my waterproofs, I crouched lower, huddling around the tea light which sought shelter in my palm. No life was meant to exist here. The ease with which the barren vastness met the stagnant dark paid testament ... Read more >
Tags: 2015 Writing Scholarship
