“Someone asked if I believed in reincarnation—if I was a memory, or a walking premonition.”

"I'm sorry. . . . But please, don't hate me for this."

Accidentally falls, and clonks her forehead against the reader's !!

She stood near the balcony, arms resting on the handle of support. That left her blonde locks flowing as freely as her oh, so corrupt mind.

@TheDevilDwells

". . . Your hands and teeth. . . th-they reek of blood. ."

Pawoo

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