I knew all too well the damage of scarlet ink smeared across page-after-page ...

Determined to enshroud his enchantment.

The annihilating strokes slashed across my penned heartfelt words.

Every bloody mark had assassinated my writing along the way.

I assumed this yoke would encase me as well as any another hobble. Only this one bound the mind.

His eyes never blinked or wavered from mine, encompassing me in a field of control.