He lived the kind of life you only read about in books, so he wrote it down, from the Moldovan princess he loved, to the Nazi general he captured, to his days in Greece, shepherding goats on a slanting hillside, watching the sun bloom new over the horizon every morning.
lamebot liked this
adidoesit liked this
sleepanddream liked this
52books liked this
entropymorpheus liked this
tangled reblogged this from fiftywords
ceekline liked this
tangled liked this
gangstam liked this
bdelcastle reblogged this from fiftywords
honeybaeks liked this
elesheva reblogged this from fiftywords
fiftywords posted this
