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“I’m no one’s prize. I’m the curse that slowly drains the life of those who come too close,”
“I have fangs, and trust me, my venom is worse than my bite. Sir,”
The loss of culture was like cutting a limb off and watching it slowly decompose in your freezer while phantom pains itched throughout.
“Zerkos is just a heartbroken fucking idiot, and his pride is what gets in the way of you two, every time. That’s why you clash. But me? I’m doomed to never get to touch, or taste, or feel you. And to never have, is a greater curse than to have and to lose.”
She wasn’t just sunshine, she was the whole fucking Sun. So far, so Goddamn unreachable, and when I thought I was close enough to touch, I would burn instead. She was all my sins coming back to haunt me, to push me over the edge so that I would lose control.
“You have a thing for my girl Kane,” he didn’t ask, he stated it as the obvious truth it was. “She hasn’t been your girl for a long-time brother. And if she had been mine, and walked in here for me she wouldn’t be sitting in a box downstairs. That’s for damn sure,”
I didn’t mind whacking either of them, they both reeked of the scum of the earth. You know when you get that feeling in your gut that the throat you slit was for the good of the world? No? Well I do.
