I had a name once. I’ve forgotten it. Oh, but I remember his name. I know yours. Each precious series of letters that labels who you are. Fine imprints on the remaining wisp of my soul.
I can never forget.
But will your deeds stay with me for all time? Or will you flee to sweet, renewed morn in the arms of my beloved Fredrick? Away and away from my outstretched arms seeking to gather the shadows of your foolish life. I know your heart. Cast it aside; I shall carry it for you when you leave this place, if fortune smiles upon you.
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For Thy Peace, My Soul
ParanormalThe tragic tale of an unwilling sin-eater. Each part is told succinctly in 100 to 120 words - a story of despair, corruption, horror, and ultimately... love. --- Please keep in mind the experimental part; if you attempt to connect the dots - to make...
