I am accustomed to controlling every aspect of every situation. In my profession, failure to do so frequently results in death. But then a little pixie exploded on the scene. And, somehow, she managed to give me back my life.
I am accustomed to controlling every aspect of every situation. In my profession, failure to do so frequently results in death. But then a little pixie exploded on the scene. And, somehow, she managed to give me back my life.
She tried to escape, look for a doorway to freedom. But I had my grip on every part of her, taking her breath and every ounce of freedom she had.
-Damien Huxley