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FOR THOSE,SINNED.

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LAST ACT

THE GOBLIN NARRATIVE

I found it. The letter.

I opened it, it wrote

To: The only galaxy that made me churn

You, the one that made the stars jealous.
You, the one made just for me.
The deity was cruel, but I don't care.
Better than not even meeting you.
As you are godlier than those aliferous angels.
As you are more than enough.
You make my heart go wild,
electricity courses through me.
Your gaze,
the sun-kissed skin,
the crimson peachy lips,
your euphonious honey laced voice,
your clinquant eyes,
were more than enough.
I thought the sun was brightest thing to ever exist,
I thought wrong.
Our reign is going to be ephemeral,
but is going to be sempiternal
within out hearts.

From: The boy that was lost in the pool of your eyes

As in the end, the deity thought he was giving punishment, but I was content. He thought I will be writhing in agony by now, but I didnt. And he witnessed it.

And there is fault within the stars too. As we both shook the galaxies.

I sinned. And have no regrets. Turns out they truly need to rewrite what's in the stars then.

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++I hope this is good. This is my first writing in this type of style. ♚ comment about what you think!