Two souls in love sat under a magnolia
Looking into each other's eyes
A forlorn angel recalled in melancholia
drawn to what they knew was unwise
He shut his eyes tight
To block out the memory
Of that doomed and fated night
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The angel of death
FantasyA story of guilt, death, and love. The angel of death, the grim reaper, Thanatos, or whatever you want to call him is living under a curse. struggling to suppress himself, the monster addicted to killing. The angel outcast who descends into hell eve...
Prologue
Two souls in love sat under a magnolia
Looking into each other's eyes
A forlorn angel recalled in melancholia
drawn to what they knew was unwise
He shut his eyes tight
To block out the memory
Of that doomed and fated night