Ahhhhhhh. Memories~
Like the sweet taste of
victory.
...And as the bitter flavor of
defeat. They come and go, wholly untouched, fragmented in pieces; nostalgia isn't complete without the Demon-Lord in Making. Or one's dearest Amber Princess.
It's the finest wine. They age so well.
(ooc; Pretend the first one is from Belial's POV? >>)
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Greetings and salutations~
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