The Darkest Temptation
Now, I unexplainably feel almost euphoric.
Something nestled deep within is singing to me. It's both comforting and terrifying.
Yawning, I get to my feet, glancing at the bed, only to notice something sitting upon the side table.
Frowning, I circle the bed, realising it's a book with a note lying atop it.
Picking it up, I twist the book over, reading the title. This is easily the most beautiful book I've ever seen. The spine has a golden pattern printed over it, leeching onto the front, twisting around the letters of the title.
Bab Populer