The Matriarch
The Morning sun had yet to break over the horizon. The clouds of last night’s rain were slowly beginning to break apart to allow the glow of the dawn to create shadows of the two men standing across the street from the house they watched. “Is it true?” the younger man spoke quietly. “Is today their wedding day?” “Aye, Ladd.” The older man replied softly with a deep voice. “We shall have to keep watch from a distance. They are to not know of our presence unless we have no other choice.” The two...
Erotic