(work in process)
She approached the boy hidden in shadows, curious and broken hearted...she feared him only slightly for his blade glistened in the light...his voice seemed to prowl from every direction and corner..."fear not, my blade is stayed for thoughs whom deserve fucked by it..."
he shared his storie and she shared some of hers, he has much to learn, and an endless amount of time...and he doesnt mind going slow or fast, as long as at the end of the day, shes happy
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