A
Heavenforged. Long-distance. Held.
Once, she asked,
"Can I trust you?"
Yes. "I'm as trusty as a stainless steel frying pan."
She laughed. Then dropped me.
Copyright © Richard H. Dunsany | Year Posted 2017
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