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Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 50Part 50
First things first: I need to know what he's talking about...
Nathan held up his hands to cut him off before he really lost him. "Wait, back up for a minute." He looked at the angel inquisitively. "Dragged what out too long? The game?"
Alton drew a deep breath, as if admitting defeat while he nodded slowly. "It saddens me to say this, but I've been making too many allowances with you. I've pulled strings, as it were -- cheated, you could say -- to keep you playing. To keep you from losing." He frowned. "That's why everything is falling apart. We're all tired, especially the sisters. This is the longest I've put them under such strict restrictions. It's no wonder they're rebelling; for them, it's like forcing toddlers to sit through the same movie over and over again. I'm not surprised they've found a way to make things more interesting for them. They're bored."
"So... that's why they keep saying they want out?" Nathan mulled over this new information. "Why
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 49Part 49
I can't show fear; I have to be brave...
Nathan refused to answer, but kept his gaze locked with Gabriel's, partially because he couldn't muster the will to look away. He was shivering worse now, and he let his mind wander to thoughts of hypothermia and frostbite, welcoming the distraction from how terrified he really was. Stand here long enough, he told himself, and I'll be so cold, I'll stop shivering. I bet my nails are already purple. I can't feel my toes. I wonder how long before my fingers start turning black...
"Answer me, Karol," Gabriel said, cutting through his shield of thoughts. His grip tightened on his scythe while he narrowed his eyes. "Why have really called me here?"
Still, Nathan did not answer. He wouldn't show his fear. He would not. Unfortunately, his silent response made the angel's frown turn into an even angrier scowl, and the red in his feathers seeped further, like a spreading blood stain.
"You... you really do care s
Cruenti REDUX Part 8Part 8
That night, Julian waited for Jezz outside of Burger Bistro, still dressed in his waistcoat and bow tie, for once feeling a little silly for being overdressed. This was not the sort of place he'd have picked for their date, but Jezz had insisted that it was amazing, and just seeing her eyes light up at the idea of going there made him cave. The cruentus had to laugh at himself. Why was this woman -- this mortal woman -- so fascinating to him? She gave off a joy that was practically contagious, and even though he knew the stakes were high (given the warning that werewolf had sent him) he was willing to chance it, just for this one date. It was worth it to see Jezz's smiling face again.
And that's what puzzled him. He kept thinking about her. Jezz McAllister. She was more than just fascinating, Julian realized. She was... he couldn't find words for it, and he'd been thinking about it all day. He supposed it didn't matter. Either way, he was seeing her again, and they would
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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