Category: Our Parallel World Tales

my world is in her eyes

what the Giant Wolf, and his little son were seeing, were two blurry silouhettes

In those seconds, it seemed, also make a tiny moves could scare whoever in that apartment

our glances became deep

So, delicately, i spinned myself into your arms

Our glances looked at forward, while a sensantion was emptying everybody.

you that was holding me, secretly my hip

We had no need to speak: our eletric shocks were doing it for us

maybe it was just whast we have needed