thyme

A long time ago, from time immemorial lay in my grandmother's chest of homespun linen.. From time to time I unfolded it, held it by hand, admired and...cleaned back.. Only a couple of times allowed myself to sew a cross, apparently shorted something in my head). Once again, stumbled into the dresser in the flax, decided that enough happenedat..it's time to give it a little life.. Of course it needs to be only rabbit......
the continuation of the story I have in LJ
in my head ringing bells)
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