Bethany Griffin Quotes

In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.

In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful. (Bethany Griffin)

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Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.
Bethany Griffin Quotes: In the summer evenings, fireflies swarm around the tarn, making something hateful almost beautiful.