Swordcrossed

halitotic

After a long, long pause, during which Luca breathed wetly into his fingers and refused to relinquish the kind blacks and sparkling browns that were dancing on his closed eyelids, Perse coughed.

franking,

An exhalation jerked out of Matti in three parts, nearly soundless.

The sky was cloud-strewn and glutinously bright.