Game of Death - David Hosp
Game of Death - David Hosp The first thing I notice is her face. Her white skin is flawless, her features perfectly symmetrical, her lips red and wet and full, parting with every gasp. It is so…
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Game of Death - David Hosp
The first thing I notice is her face. Her white skin is flawless, her features perfectly symmetrical, her lips red and wet and full, parting with every gasp. It is so perfect it seems unlikely that it could ever exist in the real world.
They are a shade of blue I have never seen, with flecks of gold and crystal, and they are so penetrating it feels as though they are reaching out straight through his eyes into mine, begging me for ... It is her eyes that hold me, though. something I can't quite make out.
It's like those eyes have captured the dialectic of every human emotion that ever mattered