THEM. - l.sm + k.sy
❝I will slice your flesh until it flows with bitter crimson and, if you'd let me, I'll hold your hand as we're met with liberation.❞ In which love is the poison and the antidote, but solely by a sword's blade comes freedom. written: 31/10/20-21/11/20 edited: 01/12/20 word count: 7,908