The Light is Low by Peggy Rockey – Scene 43- Minsang / Magera

Min Sang’s arm ached under Shiva Patel’s grip. Surely it would leave a bruised imprint of his fingers on her pale skin. Her heartbeat felt heavy and sluggish, her limbs unsteady against the unyielding body of her captive, who’s own heart beat wildly where it pressed against her back. She thought she might faint from...