Lying on my side, the cool breeze tickles my shoulders, slowly pushing the straps lower and lower.
I hear the window creak. The howling wind muffles my lonely sighs.
A dark silhouette flits across the room. Darker than the dark, it moves the shadows with it.
A moments silence.
The pressure mounts.
The shadow maker approaches.
* * *
Silky smooth the bedsheets lightly creases.
A pale hand strokes your shoulder gently, tracing the lines of your arched cheekbones to the fading outlines of your contours.
Fluttering like a distressed butterfly, your heartbeats struggle to keep up. The blood pumping in your veins keep you alert, but that voice in the back of your mind has you to remain sedated.
Groggy and slighted, your fingers fumble with the buttons. Unable to keep up with the motor cognition, failure resides.
*Sighs*
The night goes on...
* * *
Imagine waking up to blood trails left in the form of footprints.
Pitter patter drippity drop. Pearls of caramelised ambers clinging to the furry carpet strips.
The stale breath of the morning fogs up the glass behind you. Oblivious to your surroundings, eyes follow your steps.
He stalks.
* * *
Silky smooth the bedsheets lightly creases.
A pale hand strokes your shoulder gently, tracing the lines of your arched cheekbones to the fading outlines of your contours.
Fluttering like a distressed butterfly, your heartbeats struggle to keep up. The blood pumping in your veins keep you alert, but that voice in the back of your mind has you to remain sedated.
Groggy and slighted, your fingers fumble with the buttons. Unable to keep up with the motor cognition, failure resides.
*Sighs*
The night goes on...
* * *
Imagine waking up to blood trails left in the form of footprints.
Pitter patter drippity drop. Pearls of caramelised ambers clinging to the furry carpet strips.
The stale breath of the morning fogs up the glass behind you. Oblivious to your surroundings, eyes follow your steps.
He stalks.
Erratic Behaviour
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