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Souls that are dead cannot cross roses of red,
“A heart and a key would set me free,” it said. “But you should hope we do not meet again, angel.”
want to know everything. I want to see all the darkest corners of your mind.” He tilted his face up to whisper his next words right into her ear. “I want to taste your sins.”
“You taste like heaven,” he murmured.
“I think you might be the closest to heaven I’ll ever get,” he whispered.
“If there were ever a divine entity I’d worship,” he murmured, “it’d be you.”
“My body, your altar,” she offered.
You are the closest thing I will ever get to experiencing heaven, and I’m not ready to let it go.”
He grasped her face in his hands. “In a different life, in a fair one, I would’ve kept you until my eternal soul withered away to dust,” he vowed to her. Then he was gone.
“In all the darkness, in all the loneliness, you have been my one source of light,” he lamented as she began to come undone. “My soul will go to its grave with your name echoing in my mind.”
His face became serious once more. “Ophelia I… I am so fucking in love with you. I think I fell in love with you when you asked me how you could help me that first time we met. Prince of the Devils, and you wanted to save me. Maybe, somehow, I knew then that you could be the one to set me free.
