In a liminal space, she yawned and gracefully stretched her arms out. She removed her smooth sheets and stood up from her bed in her nightgown. In the next room he stretched in bed, laying with his hands behind his head. She was perfectly content, he was safe.
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Life At All
General FictionWe imagine a life without constraints, without being hold down by our family, being free to do whatever we want with no consequences. But what if that turned into our reality? What would become of our morality, our relationships, our well-being. Sim...
