It was a foggy night. The quietness resembled that of a profoundly deep well. The darkness spoke of the fright. But she wasn't scared. She never was. She sat in the warmth of her bed. She was alone, like always. The only difference this time was her intense and unpretentious desire.
It was only growing for the last few days. She hadn't a clue of what was happening to her. Neither did she want to untangle the dilemma. She didn't want to solve the puzzle. The signs had stopped following her but the world tried to caution at every step. She ignored all of it. Content, she expressed only felicity. The truth was that she was relishing this transition at its peak.
Prospering inside of her, she was falling in love with the desire.
It was only growing for the last few days. She hadn't a clue of what was happening to her. Neither did she want to untangle the dilemma. She didn't want to solve the puzzle. The signs had stopped following her but the world tried to caution at every step. She ignored all of it. Content, she expressed only felicity. The truth was that she was relishing this transition at its peak.
Prospering inside of her, she was falling in love with the desire.
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