moonlight disappears down the hills mountains vanish into fog and i vanish into poetry.
Sanober KhanThe heroine might be unsure. And the reader. But I don’t think the author should be.
All Those Vanished EnginesThe cross is proof of both the immense love of God and the profound wickedness of sin.
The Vanishing Conscience: Drawing the Line in a No-Fault, Guilt-Free World