Tuesday, 26 May 2015 | Views [261] | Scholarship Entry
When I got on that ship, I knew what I would have seen, but I couldn't predict what I would have felt. I remember the capitan, Edoardo, he had that kind of glance in the eyes that one would never forget, ice-blue eyes penetrating my dark eyes. I remember ... Read more >
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