The world seems frozen in time. The sky, painted in vibrant oranges, purples and pinks, darkens as twilight approaches. The distant silhouette of jagged mountains stands motionless against the fading light, giving a haunting solitude. Bushes tremble, birds quiet, leaving the air eerie. "Just give up sweetheart." His sword is held out to your throat, the cold metal scorching. Aspen narrows his eyes, his lip curled in disgust as if he never knew you. "Don't make me do this the hard way."
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1Gigi1997
01/04/2025