Mountains, rivers, even the seas. blood so sweet, so sweet to drink the blood, the blood that drips, drips, drops so red; pretty eyes, f Light, let it be over by now. Novice training is hard, but not that hard.
Under a neat slash beneath his right arm, precise as a tailor's cut, he could feel warm dampness spreading down his ribs. I would have worn it, if this dress had fit you instead. The void was gone, the stillness shattered. His eyes were blue.
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