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A man he’s not, we work we rot, No sleep until it’s through. A sailor’s grave is all we crave. We are the Ever King’s crew.
Hate me, curse me, I cared little, so long as I was the first thought of her day and the last of her night.
The look of a man who wanted a woman, a man who’d do anything to have her.
“Hate me all you want, but don’t regret me. Promise me that.”
We were the children of a war we didn’t cause and were raised to despise each other, yet we couldn’t seem to manage that one simple task.
He didn’t treat me like some fragile piece of glass; he told me to breathe and take the good with the bad.
“You took me,” I whispered. “I should hate you for it, but you showed me your darkness. Turns out I’d cross the skies—or seas, in our case—searching for your kind of darkness, Bloodsinger.”
You were never supposed to matter, but you do. You ruined everything, and I don’t care. Ruin me. Destroy me. As long as I have you.”
You’re my beautiful monster.
“I would follow your darkness across the skies and seas.”
