Drowning Dusk

Drowning Dusk

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"I exist in its one scribble, It was my whole journal"-Drowning Dusk Dreamer falls in love, seething and set up on fire. Meets a realist, falls head over heels in love- And waits. Waits, like a dog. I used to write smut and angst, now i write in grief. What happened to me? That i dont know either, i am trying to uncover, this secret kept from me by my own conscious, dear reader. I plan to get my work published soon, and promote it on here. First i need to find readers. Follow on your own interest, this is a dying poet's grave with philosophy in its bones.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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