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2021-08-13 16:49:35“Start by pulling him out of the fire andhoping that he will forget the smell.
He was supposed to be an angel but they took himfrom that light and turned him into something hungry,something that forgets what his hands are for when theyaren’t shaking.
He will lose so much, and you will watch it all happenbecause you had him first, and you would let the worldbreak its own neck if it means keeping him.Start by wiping the blood off of his chin andpretending to understand.
Repeat to yourself–
“I won’t leave you, I won’t leave you”…until you fall asleep and dream of the placewhere nothing is red.
. . .
The throne of the King of all Vampires is cold and rigid as a hum
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