If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours. — J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla: Coleccin de Clsicos de La Literatura Europea "Carrascalejo de La Jara"
If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours. — J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla: Coleccin de Clsicos de La Literatura Europea "Carrascalejo de La Jara"
If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours. — J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla: Coleccin de Clsicos de La Literatura Europea "Carrascalejo de La Jara"
If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours. — J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla: Coleccin de Clsicos de La Literatura Europea "Carrascalejo de La Jara"
If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours. — J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla: Coleccin de Clsicos de La Literatura Europea "Carrascalejo de La Jara"
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If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours.

— J. Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla: Coleccin de Clsicos de La Literatura Europea "Carrascalejo de La Jara"
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