Outrun the Wind

We're still moving, but I'm not certain how or what we're doing. Everything else spills into a murky, blurred mess of colorful shadows. All I know is her lips are less than a breath away from mine. Her hands look right laced in mine. Her eyes reflect the flames from around the hall. The music grows louder still.

hello slow burn ancient greek sapphics who could kick my ass any day of the week

The changing point of view was sometimes confusing, but over all a good read. Enjoyed the mythology bits.

I received a copy from Netgalley for review.