Phobetor

  The light grows dim. Night enfolds me in a heavy blanket. Kiss on my forehead. Whispers of sweet dreams – snuffing out candle light.   The peace doesn’t last long. Phobetor awakens me in the hush of the night.   His cold breath icy on my chest as he clutches my heart.   His fingernails tear intoContinue reading “Phobetor”

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