One can wish for death, find her a friend, or even a lover. The shadow that crossed the road behind and before you. Her steps are nimble and her laugh must be followed. You know she loves you, loves you like no other. She knows you better then you allow yourself to. The darkness you perceived is only your tired fears hanging from your body in tatters. Her hand long and elegant a beckoning to join a new waltz. Impossible to resist, a smile that has seen all and promises to show you some.
Story and photo by Monica Michelle with a HUGE thank you to Neil Gaiman for the inspiration
Story and photo by Monica Michelle with a HUGE thank you to Neil Gaiman for the inspiration
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