The gentleman’s perversion was only evident in his reading habits. No one knew him the way his books did. And that is clearly how he preferred it.
The night began with her scent, faint and distant. Then it surrounded me as I stood in its birthplace.
The offspring of a two-god love
She never questioned the visions or voices trapped in his head, even when their meaning escaped her.
She could no more fill it with food and drink than one can fill an entire living-room with only memories of the departed.
The Promise of Sex
A Feather’s Touch