"You look like a sculpture," Elias whispered, clicking the shutter.
Martha smiled, a slow, confident expression that reached her eyes. "I feel like a cathedral, Elias. A bit weathered on the outside, but the foundation is solid, and the light inside is better than ever." mature nake pictures
Elias nodded. "They mistake youth for beauty. But youth is just a blank canvas. This—the lines, the texture, the history—this is the masterpiece." "You look like a sculpture," Elias whispered, clicking
