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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ [ dearest hellhound. ] ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ my hands rest upon your cheek, watching your irises slowly decay, your hollowed gaze refusing to meet mine own. ⠀⠀ but there i remained anyway, refusing to let you be, until your soul was complete. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ( or )⠀in which adonis writes of a hellhound whom she holds dear, always feeling a sense of rapture when her phone is set alight with a notification from them. <3 ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
