To Him, Bound

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I work quick, my hand nimble. I bind us together. first our bodies, then our souls. A smile of satisfaction is upon me, for he is bound to me. Birth after birth he is to be mine and no one else's. The sea roars in excitement of the new bond formed, now to be sealed by death.


-Mithra

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