twcgentleman13: “There were silences as murmurous as sound. There were pauses that seemed about to shatter…and the sense that she was resting there as a caught, gossamer feather, drifted in out of the dark.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald
twcgentleman13: “There were silences as murmurous as sound. There were pauses that seemed about to shatter…and the sense that she was resting there as a caught, gossamer feather, drifted in out of the dark.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald