It was dark, I could only see Merci's bright eyes. I lay in her lap and she ran her fingers through my black hair. „I think I like you, son of the ocean," she whispered in my ear. „Come with me, my little fire," I said and took her in my arms.
YOU ARE READING
I'm not brave enough to love
Short Storyhave you ever fallen in love with a person who is your absolute opposite? You both love each other, but you can't be together because you're water and they're fire, and only one of you is strong or weak enough to survive this kind of love. Only one...
