Whispers of the Midnight Bloom
In the heart of the Karakorams nights, as the moon rises- winds from the snow-capped mountains gently blow below the valleys and cast a magical light upon those who venerate Him, who shines the stars above them
In the heart of the Karakorams nights, as the moon rises- winds from the snow-capped mountains gently blow below the valleys and cast a magical light upon those who venerate Him, who shines the stars above them