by Cheleste
"Then it blew,... pouring down and making a river which carried the bed away to Neverneverland.... And we were floating... Captain Hook would never catch us, and the crocodile couldn't hurt us because we were already inside his belly: floating, floating, floating... "
Wow lady you have gift of words. Your writing is unique, poetic. I enjoyed reading it thoroughly. Keep up the good work.
Wow!!!! Splendidly written "I could feel his pulsations moving through my belly, up my torso, through my chest, making my head spin. The fire was spreading, snaking, flying into my arms, my legs, my fingers and toes. I was consumed, and I knew that when he was finished"
"And that heat. That incredible hot molten tip, so hot it was almost cold, spreading like lava from a volcano, melting everything, everything, everything.
Keep up the good writing