By: She-ra
She slipped in and out of darkness; couldn't regain control. The last thing she heard was, "let me take you". She sat quietly listening, unaware of her surroundings. She realized she was unable to move or even blink. There before her he stood. His presence as big as the sky itself. A deep, velvety laugh parted his lips. He whispered, "Take my hand". She was fascinated, intrigued and willing. Who is this man that stands before me? Her mind was racing as she was drawn to him. She slid her hand into his and left without a trace that day. She was never heard from again. Another victory for temptation as she willingly gave him her soul…
