June 5, 2012
The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from […]
November 24, 2011
The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of […]
November 15, 2011
O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful […]
November 15, 2011
Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind […]