But yours, yours is a beauty that lulls one into comfort, into not protecting one's eyes from the light, then one night you realize that the moon, too, has its beauty. Everything was swept away by terror. You told me, the ardeur, the blood lust. My breath came in a huge gasp, as if I hadn't been breathing for a long time, when my breath came out, it was a shriek.
Who did you have in mind? Requiem told me of the amount of blood you lost last night, ma petite. I looked into Truth's face, and his eyes were beginning to glaze, as his body went still. Well, that's good. My vest flapped open, and the shirt was in shreds.
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