May 19, 2009 by Sineokov I am caught in this burning scene. Pan’s hour, the faunal noon He was caught in the enchantment of a sacredly distorted world full of Panic life — and he dreamed delicate legends. Rate this:Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related
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