The Weight of Silk & Secrets
The chill from the marble floor climbs, a subtle sting against my
Pulse
The Weight of Your Gaze
Dust motes danced in the slant of afternoon light, each one a
Smoke & Silk
The air clings heavy, a damp velvet against my skin. It tastes
Rain-Kissed Skin
The glass pressed cold against my cheek, a million tiny needles tracing
Amber Echoes
The rain smelled of asphalt and something sweeter, like bruised peaches.
My
Echoes of Velvet Smoke
The velvet dress, a bruised emerald against my skin, clung with the
The Weight of Dusk
The cobblestones bit into my heels, a cold insistence against the wool
Salt & Shadow
The water bit at my ankles, a surprisingly insistent coolness against the