Hello World

Passion?

The answer must lie within her existence.

"Didn't I tell you..?"

"Next time you see me, there will be no room for escape."

This must be passion.

I wiped her tears as she sat, frustrated from trying to loosen my magicks around her limbs.

"It's dangerous to wander far from me."

She glared at me in protest whilst biting her lips to keep her from sobbing. The reddish color caught my attention and my finger tips gravitated to her mouth. While doing so, unspeakable things raced through my mind like a madman.

Is it also passion to desire another person this strongly?