A flash of life, his gaze fell upon me, as though he could see what rest in my heart.
She stayed until I fell asleep. Someone's hand was on my back, pushing me forward, into the darkness even though I was afraid. Then I woke, and now I don't know fear only the feeling of constantly reaching.
Back to him. His eyes like dark ink testing my fear, but I had never known such beauty.
She stayed until I fell asleep. Someone's hand was on my back, pushing me forward, into the darkness even though I was afraid. Then I woke, and now I don't know fear only the feeling of constantly reaching.
Back to him. His eyes like dark ink testing my fear, but I had never known such beauty.
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