I will never buy silk sheets!
Yes, they are beautiful, soft to the touch, wonderfully classy... but you only needed to move a little for the bed to turn into an ice rink. So by tossing and turning on the mattress, my fall to the floor was very predictable. I crashed onto the tiles, squealing, all wrapped in the damn silk sheet in question.
The nightmare that caused my night-time restlessness still stuck to my skin, in the form of perspiration trapping the fabric of my pyjamas.
As I struggled with the large piece of cloth, I suddenly saw a strangely shining shadow bending over me.
“Ahaaaaaaa!”
“How old are you?” an exasperated voice asked.
It’s Cahl... God damn it! He scared the hell out of me!
I struggled to get out of my prison while he tried to help me. When his fingers inadverten
