"I smelled his cool breath in my face. Sweet, delicious, the scent that made my mouth water. It was unlike anything else. Instinctively, unthinkingly, I leaned closer, inhailing.
And he was gone, his hand ripped from mine. In the time it took my eyes to focus, he was 20 feet away, standing at the edge of the small meadow, in the deep shade of a huge fir tree."
— Nov 27, 2025 11:22PM
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