So I concentrated on the object. immeditately I felt drawn into it. It stated ouit as a vague, fuzzy thing like when you wear glasses and there is a lot of moisture in the air and you see a pork sword on the horizon.
But then it turned out that there was a secret memory, hidden beneath the vail layer of self-loving in my head.
And within that memory, a burning figure appeared. It was Susannah! In hell...
I was confused. I didn't think that memory would be in there, and yet it was there, burning like the heart of a newborn star and the centre of the earth.
Everyone who looked could see there was a undeniably, ravenous animal attraction between Colm and Aine.
No one could deny it.
No one except Aine and Colm, that is.
They seemed blissfully unaware of their attraction to each-other. Unaware of their boundless uncontrollable lust.
Every time they met they didn't show it, but everyone knew. Everyone knew what was really going on between them.
A war of lust.
And everyone knew that it was a unsuitable situation. No one wanted to be dragged into that war.
Something had to be done.Or someone.
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