by WaterKat5,784 words, short story
A Modern Day Myth. Walking through the Long Dark Tunnel. Standing before the dark entrance of the tunnel Sorrow was filled with dread, not really knowing if she could trust Keyman, b.
'And so began the dance. That beautiful, gut-wrenching love dance between Sorrow and Sacrifice, and danced they did with such bitter-sweet steps, night after night, week after week, until that fateful night arrived.'