Natalia
The cicadas’ song vibrated the heavy air. Sweat trickled from my temples and under my breasts as I stood on dry grass, trying to mirror Alejandro’s stance as he droned on about the importance of stability during a fight.
Natalia
The cicadas’ song vibrated the heavy air. Sweat trickled from my temples and under my breasts as I stood on dry grass, trying to mirror Alejandro’s stance as he droned on about the importance of stability during a fight.
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