please don't die
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
Mature
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean...