"In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk.Their hands meet, and lights flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun" His Flower's Point Of View I couldn't fall back asleep. As soon as I opened my eyes I found myself trapped. A hand was draped around my waist, keeping me from moving. He took me. He actually took me. My mind kept going back to when his eyes were intently studying me. A dark look suddenly taking over for a second. This man scared me.
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