{Whispers laced with nostalgia and morbidity}
You were all alone in that alleyway when I saw you, but there were two of you just seconds before. The night was bitter and bit at your tremblings hands as you stared at all the red. All the red...
I loved you at that moment, my Carmine Queen.
I positively had to break protocol to meet you. You
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Hmm~
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[ Crunch. ]
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All that lovely red...
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