07-13-2018, 10:06 PM
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SING, GODDESS, OF THE RAGE OF ACHILLES
"Hey, Cece," he yawned as he joined them, shaking off the slight chill that was eating at his flesh. Gods. He hated himself a little more every time he remembered that he'd let himself relapse, and it was fucking awful, the withdrawal symptoms renewed. He supposed he deserved that, but damn. Things were slightly better at the moment, however, and he plopped down beside the little girl with a crooked smile, rueful. "Guess I don't have to introduce myself again."
[b]BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS — ASTRAL SERAPH — THE ASCENDANTS — TAGS
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]