Title: Valgfritt

Text: I smelled honeysuckle and opium - two of her signature scents. I pulled aside all the thistles and vines, and mesmerized, I made my descent. As I crawl further inside, the light slowly dies, and the dirt begins to feel like her skin. I tremble as I drag my fingers down the walls, caressing her sweet flesh again. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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