Love built on beauty,
Soon as beauty, dies.
- John Donne
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zero.
It is impossible… to stop. Impossible.
Her blood is like the heart of a flower turned to wine. Freesia, lavender, a liquid garden where he drowns. Ophelia sang snatches of old tunes, and Bella’s blood sings as it flows through him. Siren song.
He can’t even stop
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*fangirls*
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I think my love for you and your stories might have just skyrocketed. xD
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XDXDXD
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