Isn't it lovely? The sun set forever, and a melancholy cloud fell on our heads. The tick-tock heartbeat is slow and sad... it hears the whispers of things to come.
I've a home now... Gentleman Walter ought to collect his payment. I wonder... is he still singing with the other piece's blood?
What thoughts my other half has! Full of blood...
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But this one is mine.
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I miss him.
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He may well be dead, destroyed by the Wolf, Ram and Hart. Would you grieve for him if that is the case?
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I grieve for Angelus... for Daddy. Not the false Angel.
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Shhh... your words are hurtful. Hush.
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