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Author's note: A story that was tickled to life from a walk along the streets of Barcelona on Sant Jordi day (and just maybe a hint of listening to a song with its same name).
I was on my knees staring up into eyes that would have made any beg for their life, yet here I was about to strike a bargain with the devil’s incarnate.
“Is there no other way to stop this cycle of sacrifice?”
Instead of breathing fire on where she placed herself, she was surprised when...
Published on April 24, 2024 02:53