"The idea of a ballerina on a spring... eerie and unsettling in the best way."
THE ATTIC STEPS
There were no shades or hues between us, only extremes. Darkness and light, breathing and not breathing.
Wanting and needing.
Music and silence.
He entered my world uninvited, unannounced...
He was determined to bring be back into the light...
But I would drown him in my darkness.