A shadowy figure of a tall man.
He carries himself the best way a man ever can.
The gentle smile on his face when he sees me, makes me feel so happy….so beautiful.
The way he holds my gaze, so breath-taking as if he’s seeing through me, reading Anna’s mind and taking over it.
His words kill and revive me at the same time.
I’ve gone everywhere with him, every spot on this earth has witnessed our love story, our classical love story.The kind of love you only find in books, that’s how we see it. Maybe because we are both in love with something that controls our minds, that keeps us falling for eachother more and more everyday.
He’s so crazy, and so sane. He’s so gentle, so caring, but most important of all…he’s my muse.
My words are his, and his words are mine. They are the pact we’ve made between us, and it’s the only thing that will keep the both of us alive.
If he ever decides to kill the little girl, he should steal his words away from her before stealing her soul….
– The Unkown Writer.