LittleK 7 days ago Tête-à-tête Sometimes she wants to feel something else. Pebbles rattled against the undercarriage of her car, as though the road itself was trying to speak to her in the darkness. The gravel path wound its way through the dense wilderness, a pale, narrow ribbon disappearing into the shadows between the towering trees. The trunks rose on either side, black and rough, ancient sentinels cloaked in gloom. The headlights skimmed over the terrain, casting the branches into long, cla...