Two Rivers Isle he [m]et a girl who wore versace

she said nothing. he bit his tongue. when she stepped out of the water, a wave of heat radiated from her being and washed over him. she approached him. the gap between the two was slowly closed. issun blacked out for a moment and she was standing mere inches away when he became conscious.

thump.thump.thump.thump.

a fire sparked in him, one that could not be put out. warmth and fear were laced together. “what are you doing out here? it’s not safe.” he tried to sound normal, like that tension did not exist. but it was there and there was no denying it. it made his voice waver.