Oct 2014
And then it came rushing over her
The fascination and fear of the unknown; of it
when she thought about it
she wanted so much much to explore every inch of it, study its mind and get lost in the staggering thought of being with *it
The fascination and fear of the unknown; of it
when she thought about it
she wanted so much much to explore every inch of it, study its mind and get lost in the staggering thought of being with *it
Her head was swimming just by the thought of it. But the idea of something, anything, can be poisonous. Just like it.
