When she met a tall, handsome stranger named Acer while out on one of her runs, she was immediately and uncharacteristically besotted. Now on a regular basis they met in the forest, where he seemed to live without having any real home. Odd, she knew, yet here she was, running like a woodland sprite on fleet feet, her breath quickening at the sight of him, majestic in the clearing, tall and strong.
She wound her sinewy arms around him, their love like a red red flower. “I can’t let go,” she whispered. And that was when she realized she really couldn’t. She literally couldn’t free herself from his poisonous embrace….