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Unholy with Eyes like Wolves Unholy with Eyes like Wolves by Morgan Dante
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“She nudges her lips against mine, soft but firmer than the gentle sponge of a sweet cake as I return the kiss. She tastes of vanilla and honey with an undercurrent of something dark, that harsh tang of bitterness after the initial redolence of a pomegranate seed.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“I stand up from the piano stool and clasp my hands above my belly as I wait, finding a dark satisfaction that, as the stairs clack, she’s coming directly to me. I feel the pull of her, her stubborn heartbeat.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“I'm not interested in bathing the world red, but I would hope for as long as we live, it might become more just." I stop as I say it, wondering if I mean it, or if this is another instance of me wanting to appear good.
No. I want justice, but I know it won't be dainty and sweet.
I won't bathe the entire world red, but to avenge my injuries, yes, there will be blood.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“Sometimes, we can only rely on our own judgement. And we must accept that when given our choices, we did the most logical thing we could.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“In that moment, I was nothing and everything, torn apart and made anew. I was a hungry animal, but drinking from her sublimated any wildness in me. Ceased to make me think of who I am, all those fears about how she'll see me and what I'll become. It had been quiet and reverent.
We are one. One bloodline, one rhythm, one heart.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“Another Countess from another country and another time. She's the Fairy Queen of lore, tempting me into the forest's vulva, into her world of thorns and wild berries. I want her to. I want to disappear into the forest din.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“Golden flower. Now, I do not feel like gold, but I feel like a daisy, frail and waiting to be tread upon.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“You don't need to justify yourself to me. Our fates will be what they will be. Now, after what you've suffered, you must worry about giving yourself the life you want. But you don't necessarily have to worry alone. And you don't need to decide your entire life today.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“Erzsébet, but no saint. I could still worship her.
"It's nothing," I mutter. "I've suffered far worse than this. Thorns have a way of finding me.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“If they know, they can use it against me. Something like this only comes from some ruined part of the soul."
"Perhaps. I don't know. None of us are without sin. They have no right to judge. I don't.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“I'm fortunate, and yet I'm sullied and grieving while the world goes on. Maybe I should make the world grieve with me.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves
“Perhaps this is what draws me to her, after all. If one has a chance to kiss an angel, no matter how terrifying, or if you turn to salt or ash, wouldn't you?
But it's more than that. I know she is more than her mask; I should know because I'm the one who rests it on her face.”
Morgan Dante, Unholy with Eyes like Wolves