It's another Flasher Friday, and my friends and I have gotten together to share our individual takes on this awesome inspirational pic below in 100 words max. For more, click here to take a look at theirs when you're done here.
I awake with a start, a puff of air forced from my lungs, and I immediately know.
“Come to me,” he demands, and I arise as if sleepwalking, mesmerized by his voice.
The clearing is bathed in gold, his unearthly light, ravens circling, and despite the chill wind, warmth rushes straight to my core, flushing my face, a feverish, wanton heat leaving me slick, ready for his invasion.
I drop my head, abandon and submission, and he takes me, lifting me from the ground, my legs in the air, one beneath his arm, the other at his waist.
I cry out as my body convulses again and again. I have fallen in every glorious way.