The girl who climbed onto the roof

November 4, 2013

At the far end of the attic was a small window. Squeezing through it, she emerged high up on the old slate roof. Taller than the trees with the wind in her hair, the sensation was exhilarating. Strangely, she felt safe there. She sat quiet and still until night fell.

Roof

** þetta er fyrir þann sem innblástur þessar sögur, sem finnst gaman að senda sérstök skilaboð til mín á íslensku.

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