The Miscreant's Salvation

You can’t see him, but he’s looking at you, watching your every move. He’s the darkness, the shadow that follows you, and the wind that whispers in your ear.

He’s just there, waiting to claim you, to own you, and to mark you.

“I have longed for you, craved for you, yearned for you. Now, you’re mine. All fucking mine.”

─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───

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