“Though he had made no sound in coming, she knew he had appeared. His very scent enveloped her, musky and warm like an intoxicating drink. She shut her eyes, surrendering herself to his embrace.” Dear all, Go read my gothic flash fiction story ‘His Embrace’ over on Love Letters to Poe. It’s a quick, free …
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The works of Emerentia Gundersen 