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he might be 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 .
nothing could bring her to give
him such satisfaction .
“ 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚 is what lead me
here ,nothing else . “
sharp ——to the point as
always .
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his voice came not like the
thunder that rolled in the
distance , but rather , the
gentle drops of tired rain that
tickled from obsiden lashes
to the curve of her jaw .
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laced syllables .
it was intoxicating ... the way
a rose could appear so
harmless till one pricks their
finger .
there was a soft falter to her
gaze . not from offense , but
a subtle fear
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“ ᵐᵐ ... well i suppose that
makes sense . how about this
then ? why don ’ t i show you
to the mask marker ?
whether or not you find one
you like ... or hand craft your
own ,
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meant to ——how she ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑
such a feeling .
eyes narrowed in mock
annoyance , this game was
going to end one way or
another .
“ stop lurking ... i know you ’ re
here , @saevusferox . “
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still in her sternum unable to
escape . not from fear , no ...
but from that singular pull that
had drawn her here .
how natural it felt , how
familar this path felt just as
she was
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