Warm wet tears slid down my face.
"Drake!" I screamed,
"Drake! Please! Please don't leave me!" I screamed holding Drake's perfect face.
A warm tear slid from Drake's eye.
And with that Drakes body laid still, as cold as stone.
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Stone Cold
FantasyThis is the revised version of hiss and run. This is the story of a broken gorgon, who finds love in the most unlikeliest of places.
