Death danced with me. Black tendrils coiled around my wrists, gripped me closer, so I spun and twirled. His breath caressed my cheek. I wept, powerless. Out of options. Out of time. Inexorable, compelling, a man dressed all in black. Elegant. Persuasive. Beautiful.
The Stag
The Stag
The Stag
Death danced with me. Black tendrils coiled around my wrists, gripped me closer, so I spun and twirled. His breath caressed my cheek. I wept, powerless. Out of options. Out of time. Inexorable, compelling, a man dressed all in black. Elegant. Persuasive. Beautiful.