The Songs from the Attic - Bok av William H Denborough - Inbunden
Slowly, she was pulling me in closer. I was on the road to Eden, to infinite happiness. The Garden was contained within her. Her other hand slowly came down upon my wrist. She stroked my arm gently. And suddenly there was pain. The feeling of tearing flesh. Instinctively--though not by my own will--I pulled my arm away, but her grasp tightened around my wrist, and there was more pain. My mortal, curious, longing eyes met her immortal, auspicious ones, and suddenly I felt myself being lifted. \...Ride..