hellbecomingroundthemountain: Like a magnet he was drawn to her, his hands like vines growing, finding a place with which to lay down roots inside her rich soil. She stood as still as a tree on a calm summer day, waiting for his thunderstorm to come,

hellbecomingroundthemountain: Like a magnet he was drawn to her, his hands like vines growing, finding a place with which to lay down roots inside her rich soil. She stood as still as a tree on a calm summer day, waiting for his thunderstorm to come,

tags: Deviancy&Class,

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