Life is a game and every player is cheating.
Eva StachniakTag: life
I was a tongue, a gazette. The bearer of "the truth of the whispers."
I knew of hollowed books, trunks with false bottoms, and the meanders of secret corridors. I knew how to open hidden drawers in your escritoire, how to unseal your letter and make you think no one had touched it. If I had been in your room, I left the hair around your lock the way you had tied it. If you trusted the silence of the night, I had overheard your secrets.
Tag: spy
Where does destiny end and choice begin?
Eva StachniakIf a tree is bent, every goat will jump on it.
Eva StachniakTag: weak metaphor tree goat empress winter-palace
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