Title: The tip of the pen has run totally dry.
Author: Alma .
Author's notes: I just want this thing to get inside The Looking Glass, so I hope The Empresses agree to add my fic to their archives! – Thanks to Ttlg for the betaing, the confidence and the patience. – Dedicated to my husband, Facundo, to my friends and family.
The tip of the pen has run totally dry.
Red pill.
Red.
Red blood in a red heart, in the center of a Red Queen's chest.
And she writes.
And she will give her red words to him.
Passion fills her life, red illusions fill her pages.
Red sky.
Red.
Red desires hidden in her red skin.
And she keeps on writing.
And she gets ready to give her red words to him.
Red needs fill her life, moans fill her pages.
Red sheets.
Red.
Red sex running through two red bodies,
sharing a red love exposed by their slow, red movements.
And she reads.
And she is giving her red words to him.
Devotion fills her life, red impulses fill her pages.
Red pillows.
Red.
Red dreams shared between two red spirits.
And she stops reading.
Just because she's already given her red words to him.
Tenderness fills her life, Neo fills her pages.
Red love.
Red.