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I look down on our unified body. The oneness is surreal.
It isn't magic, but black arts was the closest I could afford in my position.
It wouldn't be the same but I needed her body.
I had taken her body and her mind to navigate the land.
But her soul will remain her own. I just am borrowing something for a few hours.
I'm not going far though.
HE is near.
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Mermaids & Land (Dark Fairytale Retelling)
Kurzgeschichten"Take this," the silver of the knife glints in the moonlight, "you will have to slice his throat before midnight." °°° She had seen him on a ship. Hair flying majestically, eyes glinting with the ocean and crown hanging from a rope tied to his pants...
