White

Drabbles

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He can feel her breath on his neck.

 

Hotter and hotter, whiter and whiter, but when he whirls around, there is nobody there. She whispers in his ear, drifts past him in the hallway, brushes her fingers across his chest. She is a white apparition, a breathless spirit, and he is haunted.

 

 

There is no escaping from the curse.

 

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wanderingalpaca #1
Chapter 52: ahhhh it's been so long since i last read your work ;; love this as always!! xx
wanderingalpaca #2
Chapter 43: What I like about your drabbles is that the way they end will always leave you hanging and they also get you thinking about the things that happened before and after the drabble itself. Adding this to my faves <3
wanderingalpaca #3
Chapter 40: This one's very short but sparks a lot of contemplation. A great job as always <3
wanderingalpaca #4
Chapter 30: OMG I MISSED READING UR DRABBLES <3 How are youuuu? :3
wanderingalpaca #5
Chapter 29: A new addition to my favorite drabbles nghhh <3
wanderingalpaca #6
Chapter 28: YOU HAD ME AT PIGS
wanderingalpaca #7
Chapter 25: /exPLODES INTO A DEBRIS OF FEELS
wanderingalpaca #8
Chapter 21: I really, genuinely love this collection of drabbles! I reread them often, especially on rainy days (because your writing somehow suits the rain idk). Keep up the great work! ^^
wanderingalpaca #9
Chapter 15: lovely drabbles as always~ thank you for updating! :D
wanderingalpaca #10
Chapter 3: hELLO FRIEND :D i absolutely love your writing style. looking forward to more drabbles!
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