Ratingred Histoires

VM18 "La forma di quel corpo coperta dal lenzuolo è stata scolpita da mani gentili, ogni nervo, ogni tendine, ogni incavo progettato nei minimi dettagli. Seguo il profilo della sua schiena, la linea che scende giù, fino alle natiche. Mi sale la nausea. Che cosa ho fatto?" Questa storia partecipa al Writober 2019 di Fanwriter.it, lista 3 PumpKINK. #writober2019 #fanwriterit #halloween2019

"No. No. It's not possible that they didn't come. The Flower Girl wouldn't have lied to me. No. No. - Kaddie? - My heart stops. I probably die for few seconds. Then it starts again, I start breathing again, my blood is flowing again." This story was originally pubblished in italian on EFP, than traslated in english on A03 by Sacredmoonrising

"Kadaj always knew where to go. Kadaj always knew who to look for. Kadaj had the entire city on the tip of his fingers. Kadaj always knew who to ask. Kadaj had always everything under control. But not this time. Althought he went on walking, his eyes fixed on the street, paying attention to every slight movement, he had no idea where to go, no idea who to look for, he didn't know who to ask, the city looked like a stranger, even an enemy." This story was originally pubblished in italian on EFP, than traslated in english on A03 by Sacredmoonrising