(some)Truth Un-covered

“When she entered that room she felt like all those women where undressing her while she walked towards him. He stood in the chiaroscuro of the Arab decorated room so she could see only his profile while approaching his place…the naked arm had an wolf tattoo together with blue signs that she could not recognise. It was just nano-seconds after that when she realised that all those women most of them inked themselves and considered by her pure embodiments  of the feminine spirit, more beautiful then her, well, all those where…onto her…”

Onboard-ongoing storytelling by the host here, the anonymous Neagu Noapteș.

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