I was denied my blood last night. Your Curtain is not happy, and your journals are not safe.
There is nothing to stop me, now. Nothing at all.
It is 7:09, and I am out for blood. And words. Bloody words, captured in a timeless frame.
Do not promise me blood, only to steal it away again. I will not be replaced by Giovanni's Bitch so easily
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