Why else do we live, except to be loved and remembered by those we love?


In the City of Shy Hunters (ed. 2007)


Why else do we live, except to be loved and remembered by those we love?

Why else do we live, except to be loved and remembered by those we love?

Why else do we live, except to be loved and remembered by those we love?

Why else do we live, except to be loved and remembered by those we love?