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.Everything. The scent of old wood, dust, him, and everything that she had left assaulted her with a choking hand that wrapped warmly around her throat, and she struggled to relish in the present, not the future, not the past; what she had now was all that mattered. Her needy fingers trailed up his spine, memorizing each divot, the texture of skin, the bundles of muscles, and then, as she arched her body against his, those nails and finger tips slid back down, causing his skin to bunch under the weighted touch. The subtle moans, the heavy breathing, as sweet and needed and wanted as it all were, nothing coul.Everything.
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Bah Humbug: A Merry ChristmasThe lone bay of a coyote brought on the yips of the rest of the pack, but the sky was absent of any moon. The only thing out tonight were stars that I could clearly see through the cloud of smoke I exhaled that mingled with not only cigarette pollution but my own foggy breath. Christmas was cold here in Texas, as it was probably everywhere in the United States; I wouldn’t know though, I’ve never left the lone star state during the winter. However, over the strange callings of the coyotes that populated the hick outskirts of my small town, I could hear the same strange yips of my Mexican neighbors down the road. Who wouldBah Humbug: A Merry Christmas
by ~Simplistic-Fool
.Escape.The stars were bright that night, though few. Only those brave enough to push through the time and space, the immense void of bleakness, decorated the empty stage. Even the moon was too depressed to show its face to the calm ocean. Hope seemed lost among that depthless sky. Everything seemed lost..Escape.
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"Lemme go with you!” Alison pleaded as Micah bustled around the small room he called home located inside the warehouse. She had to dance around him as he darted here and there, scooping up her clothing and shoving them into a burlap sack. She had begged at first, and when her begging fell
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.His Name's Rex. “Lyn! What are you doing here?” A copper headed woman greeted in a hushed whisper, her voice holding a tone tinted with surprise, anger, and worry. “They still haven’t lifted the law!” Quickly, the thin woman yanked her daughter out of the threshold of their cabin, before forcing her to take a seat in the wicker chair. Despite her uneasiness, Junie held a smile on her lips. “Oh Lyn! Nathaniel’s going to be so happy to see you.”.His Name's Rex.
She knew coming back probably wasn’t the best idea, but she needed to see he
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