Seared in solace, deep into the gloom of night, Ismael's tears trickled through his sight as he laid locked before walls. Ismael's heart drew questions, his breath shivering through the sobbing sounds of his mouth.“Where had it gone wrong ?“ He questioned, drawn away from realities grip into a mind of his own. Lost in the agony, his heart reached through cracks, having knowledge of another bearing Leo's son's.“I'm sorry” Ismael heard Leo's voice say. He had heard stumping sounds a while away, followed by voices of conversing men, feets that walked away and soon after, the cracking noise of the doors handle being pulled apart. To Ismael's knowledge, he had notice on Leo's presence. The strong scents of strawberries, fresh wine of milky taste, Leo tasted I'm his lips from afar, dragging his senses back into him.“What for ?“ Ismael queried Leo. His eyes swerving through the darkness, he sat them towards his hidden presence, a figure which stood deep into the dark.Ismael's eyes puffe

Lost in the admiration of his mind, the heavy twirling sensation which sat within his belly staring right into his eyes, a crumbling sensation of his body, Ismael felt oncemore, an undeterred dominance over him, of ferocious eyes, staring down at him, with heavy breaths which poured down unto his face.“Please Leo, not here” Ismael pleaded, whimpering sounds whilst feeling his butt cheeks being heavy smacked over, creating a loud noise, with an endearing sensation, with erupted through Ismael's bodily nerves.Swerved to his back, with his head pinned slightly towards the wall, eyes sat staring at Ismael gloriously soothed by a hungry state, with wished to devoure. Whilst slantly place unto the wall, Ismael felt tears pile up his sight before the darkened corrodors of his home, faced with insecurity, a heavy fright of being seen by those who worked for him or some family members of his, he wished Leo would switch his mind over but at same slight lack of determination in his thoughts, t

*1990 Remerance* Stung by a piercing pain in her heart, graces eyes watered from the pain in her soul. The rumbling thunder of that chilly bitting night had sunk in her sobs, drowning her wailing noises through the heavy downpour of rain.“Where's my son ?“ Grace's voice emerged with fleeting rage, as she watched Charles make his way from the outpost of their home, banging close the door heavily behind himself as he ran through the heavy flooding rain, into their home.Charles walked in, heaving as his breath fell of heavily from the cold, he bore on him a child upon his arms covered in swaddling clothes, wailing profusely as one who had been deprived of care.“Where's my son?“ Grace tossed oncemore her question with great fury which fell through her saddened lips. Sure as daylight was heralded by the sun, grace stood in great assurance that the child which Charles bore up his arms was hers, he although same age didn't belonged to her, he was in no way her son, a strong grip of her m

His eyes flickered from its depths, the silent let out of wind from his nostrils as he paced about, stumping ponderously his feet whilst he felt the undeniable pounding in his heart. “What's the worst that could happen?“ Leo intentionally queried himself, in a great search for relieving words which could calm the sense of his fright.The thought of fading noises, the sounds of unrest all seemed to drown away from his mind, months, it had been long since the short, Daniel was up, yet his mum still struggled firmly trying hardly to grasp unto life. Slightly the squirming sounds of the door being opened had been heard, pulling Leo over his furthering mind back to the sound of reality.“What's her present condition ?“ Ismael queried, whilst Leo silently stood looking up in hope of something good, although his sight had clearly caught no glimpse of such a view from the doctor which stood before them.“I'm sorry, she's slipped into comma” he replied, breaking emotions which sat withing the

Ismael's eyes rolled behind his eyes, the irritations of such sight had hovered over him, crashing upon the mysty feeling twirling his head, over the reality of his mind.“It's all a facade” Ismael swore within himself, certain Alexis couldn't become perfect as she suddenly had assumed, the sight of her smile whilst hugging unto Leo greatly irked Ismael.“Goodnight” Ismael heard Leo's last greeting for the day cross his ears, as he let out a relieving breath, although what stood ahead seemed much more breathless, he was relieved in thought of it all ending sooner.Having felt a rumble upon his stomach, the undeniable tumble which seemed to draw him into a puke, Ismael shadedly gave into Alexis's hug, a obligation he felt as a sacrifice for the one he loved.“Goodnight mum” An unemotional greeting had emitted his lips, dusty as it could seem, as sunny day.Ponderously he watched Alexis step into her room, with an untied knot coming loose, at the observance of every step. “Good let's go