Things are hazy

Torquay, Australia.

As I sleep his entity hovers just above my consciousness, fingertips nudging me away from the dark brink. Yes, you’re entering my thin veins like the most intoxicating drug, but your predecessor sobered me up. A gap still lies between, a pale grey blend of lost time and tantalising mystery.

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