FOR BETTER OR WORSE, MORGANA WAS NOW BOUND TO ANSEL GRIFFIN. The simple gold on her finger represented how she had corrupted the boy who was no longer a boy. Eyes of gold and light and everything pure would now be hers to keep. Of gold and dust, of shadow and light, of silver and everything beautiful and ugly, Morgana's life was now entangled with the boy who was no longer a boy's life, and they were only to be parted by death.
Ansel Griffin was nothing more than a beautiful fool with a mad glint in his eye, they now said, as if the boy who was no longer a boy was nothing more than beautiful. Ansel Griffin held the radiance of the sun and the moon, and Ansel Griffin was now hers.
Midnights of entangled limbs and sheets, bewitching smiles between shadow and light and frantic presses of lips and iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou was hers to keep.
Ansel Griffin, the boy who was no longer a boy, was hers to keep, and all Morgana could ever want, because the allure of shadow and light was too hard to fight.
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