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September 23 - September 29, 2025
“The best of things move on swift and silent wings, look closely dear and you can have it all, but beware my love, for even angels fall...”
“To everyone else you’re like this perfect little doll, but I can see how fractured and torn apart you are inside,” he breathed. “I can see the cracks in the perfection. I can see the poison that’s tainting your essence. And every break, every scar and burn and fissure in your soul only makes it more beautiful. Only makes you more perfect to me. This pain is strength. This agony is beauty.”
“Or maybe I want to see if you can be tamed.” “What if I can’t?” “Then maybe I wanna know what it’s like to run free with you.”
“Maybe we can come here and be alone together sometimes.” “Alone together,” I echoed with a smile pulling at my mouth. “I like the sound of that, bella.”