konkubines of dictators
exploring the past
Monday, 30 January 2012
Sometimes
Ghostly winds whirl around her, she is looking into the distance.
Horses gallop (sound)
Battles take place
Ships are foundering
She sees blood in the sky
Cries and whispers.
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