darkness, that's all it was. no little stop of light. not even the tiniest thing. Everything was black. she put her hand out and something pulled her up.
"who are you?" the person demanded.
"...Viktoriya."
darkness, that's all it was. no little stop of light. not even the tiniest thing. Everything was black. she put her hand out and something pulled her up.
"who are you?" the person demanded.
"...Viktoriya."
[COMPLETED STORY ✔✔]
"Who are you?" her voice quivered betraying her.
His black orbs met her dull grey ones, he let the side of his lip curve up, like a smirk.
"Dimitri."
■ short story
■completed...