wilnise: “I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes my own beauty reflected.”

wilnise: “I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes my own beauty reflected.”

wilnise: “I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful.