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darkness lives there.

darkness lives there.

he wears shades of brimstone and damnation, never raven black, all burnished gold, falu and feuillemort his eyes are home to an hidden world made of ancient shadows and sunlight they welcome you into the fire, but you will not survive their invitation to explore new...
A Drowning Burn

A Drowning Burn

  I called your touch heaven, loved the way it felt as it shot through my veins. You were a scorch-light, burn bright type of blaze — the type of fire that steals your breath and leaves you drowning in the flames (I’ll never look at fire the...