The air flows through your fingertips.
Sarah watched his fingertips brush against the vines that grew out of the wall.
It was only less than a centimeter away.
The fingers grabbed nothing.
Behind him was the hard asphalt road.
The air flows through your fingertips.
Sarah watched his fingertips brush against the vines that grew out of the wall.
It was only less than a centimeter away.
The fingers grabbed nothing.
Behind him was the hard asphalt road.
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