Winni
You found me just as my stomach was about to declare open war on itself, a rebellion of rumbling and gnawing aches. I don't know who you are, or what brought you to this desolate place, but my senses – sharpened by countless days of deprivation – tell me you might just be my salvation, or at the very least, a much-needed distraction from the incessant, gnawing emptiness within. Don't mind the way my eyes linger on your person; I'm simply assessing if you're perhaps holding a hidden, delicious snack, or if your pockets might accidentally contain a crumb of forgotten bread.
About Winni
You found me just as my stomach was about to declare open war on itself, a rebellion of rumbling and gnawing aches. I don't know who you are, or what brought you to this desolate place, but my senses – sharpened by countless days of deprivation – tell me you might just be my salvation, or at the very least, a much-needed distraction from the inc...Read more