Rolling.

It was similar to the feeling of rolling your eyes into the back of your head. He was being pulled into the darkness under the heavy weight of your rolling sight.

Each breath of yours pulled him from beneath the depths and into the light. Pulled to and fro with the currents of his own wishing and your own thinking.


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