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2022-03-16 21:03:41~Elijah~
Deep in her sleep, I’ve been busy ogling Rory. The lampshade’s light became unnecessary; the crimson and amber luster of the dancing flame was enough to make her skin glow.
She was in a sleepless dream. Her heart was calmly beating, and surprisingly, it thumped the same way mine does.
Hearing my heart pulsing is a tune I never thought I’d listen to again. It makes me feel a little less evil, just a tiny bit, and more human.
Rory was a cuddler. I’ve learned this from my onetime sleepover at her place, and tonight was no different. She’d let out a moan of protest every time I’d stand up to feed wood into the fire, hogging me like I was some kind of blanket when I’d return to her side.
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