Her life wove through time, an uncut #ribbon stained with the blood of dead lovers. Some she outlived. Others woke in the night with her hands around their throat. But I have sharpened the blunt scissors of death, and it shall be her waking in the night.#vss365 #WritingCommunity
— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) December 1, 2021
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