December 30, 2024, 10:12 PM
Heavenward is her limp body wrenched, as if the weight is featherlight. Her throat hangs now within the saw-toothed grasp. She chances no movement— scarcely even a breath. Hot tears wither down silver cheeks, clearing a line over the soiled jaws of her captor.
Ayovi swallows and feels the blood-prick of every fang.
Ayovi swallows and feels the blood-prick of every fang.
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RE: [m] α - by Ayovi - December 30, 2024, 10:12 PM