-the oath-
tonight under the ghostly white moon and dying stars
i, thy deviant's daughter vow that my dying heart, my restless soul and my earth bound body belong to christopher thomas cerulli before all others on this earth. on my honnor i will always wait for him endlessly and belong to him even far beyound the call of the grim ripper for even in death my love for christopher thomas cerulli will never die.
it is now in his beautifully tattooed hands, my dying heart in which he has the chocie to either hold and keep safe or he can crush it to dust and end my existence on this earth. my restless soul, he has the power to forge it into his own or destory it with the simple words..."i set you free my dearest muza of your oath to me." he has the power to choose to mend my body and mold it to his personal desire or destory it in the way that he alone sees fit.
i am christopher thomas cerulli's before all others and this is how i choose to stay.
i am bound by his rules and laws; for if i break any of them he can punish me as he alone sees fit. he is my rege and i, i am what he choose to make me to be.
for the ring that i wear and the misfit pendent that i wear is all that binds me to him
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