Kiss a lover, dance a measure
Find your name, and buried treasure
Find your name, and buried treasure
"Already? Awh, don't be boring, it was just getting interesting." She pouted and stared back at the man even as he leaned in closer. If this was a game of chicken to see who would flinch first then she was in. While she may have lost the game of tag, it had never been her forté and never a source of pride.
But wordgames and dares? The gleam of wicked delight in her eyes was unmistakeable, and she took great care to remain still in her cage of torrents. Still trying to puzzle out who or what this peculiar individual could be.
Just to see what he would do if she stopped running.
But wordgames and dares? The gleam of wicked delight in her eyes was unmistakeable, and she took great care to remain still in her cage of torrents. Still trying to puzzle out who or what this peculiar individual could be.
Just to see what he would do if she stopped running.
Face your life; its pain, its pleasure
Nysadeia
