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May 11, 2025
What in the heavens was this child thinking about so damn hard? I wanted to promise her that when I was here in Crescent Haven, there was only room for one of us to be mentally torturing themselves in excruciating, meticulous detail.
Like the first time I saw her, I felt my lost humanity return for a brief, fleeting moment, a relieving break in my timeless, everlasting existence.
Humans were so unobservant. None more than young men.
But most of the time, the truth was far sadder. Most men and boys did not have even the slightest capacity to ascertain the complex emotional landscape of another person’s mind, least of all one belonging to someone they wanted to fuck.
As usual, humans gravely disappointed me.
My city needed me ruthless and of sound, calculated mind. Not inexplicably captivated by a random human child—the only little creature capable of bringing back what I could never admit I missed dearly.
She spun on her heel, and I saw in her eyes the same look she had when she punched Phillip in the mouth a decade ago in this same cemetery. I found it fitting he was now engaged with her cruel sister, all the while still looking at Scarlett the same way he did years ago.
She wasn’t even fighting, still staring at the stars. A sick feeling turned my guts inside out. Because I knew that look. I knew what it meant. This hadn’t been the first time she’d been violated. Far from it.
I sunk my teeth into the scout’s neck as he faded, rewarding myself with a nice meal after this shitstorm of a day. Well, I wouldn’t call the meal nice. The taste of blood reflected a person’s essence, and this guy’s soul was full of shit.