It was out of her control
as she stares at the statue
trying not to blink
Her eyes dry out
It was inevitable
that she would blink
and tears would re-hydrate
her empty eyes
It moved for certain
being now only inches away
now reaching out for her
She stumbles backwards
but continues to lock eyes
With what she won't be able to escape.
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Author:
NinjaGirl (
Online) - Published: November 3rd, 2025 22:07
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