I'll Never Forget The First

He moved like no one I’d ever seen on the dance floor and that night, in the forest, we kissed and then did more…and I knew he meant it. He was different. It doesn’t matter how many men or women I find myself entangled with, lustfully beneath the light of the moon…I’ll never forget the first.
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Nyro & The Dark

After the end of everything, the boy stayed hidden from the light. Something waited in the dark—a voice, calm and close, that never asked for anything but quiet. Each night, it returned. Each night, it whispered. And in time, the dark no longer felt empty.
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The Fog Won't Lift

The fog never lifts on the trail. You run because you have to—because something terrible waits if you stop. Shapes shift in the mist. Memories twitch just out of reach. You always end up back at the beginning, but something’s different this time. Maybe it’s you.
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