𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫

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𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆

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He stood, pure and heavenly yet dark and perplexing and stunning all the same. Stunning like a blood red rose, so intricate that one might fail to notice the thorns that adorn its side. Blinded by its beauty, they'd be tempted to grasp and take... and the moment they take, they'd bleed. Poisonous deceit would rush through torn veins and blood would pour and stain only to leave the rose seemingly untouched by it, for it is just as red as the blood. It is just delicate enough to seem blameless.

Nobody could see past it. No one cared to understand. Will Graham had never once been seen before.

The dark presence that lurked within the shadows saw.
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