Who am I? The question is who are you? We see one another, as our eyes lock. The thrumming of your heartbeat; brings a wicked grin to my face. My eyes lure you in. My words leave you yearning for more. As you read, your lips part, as your breathing hitches; and my fingertips graze your cheek. You close your eyes trying to regain your composure. Upon opening your eyes, I am gone, but my story remains, imprinted on your heart.
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ArcanumCorvus
Feb 08, 2024 03:09AM
Greetings. It's been quite some time, but a lot has happened. I have completed my third book in my City of Souls universe. The title of that book will be Secrets in the City of Night. I'm submitting...View all Conversations
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