Death
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Death : permanent cessation of all biological functions that sustain a living, physical organism.
Some fear it, some welcome it.
I fear it.
Deeply.
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It's kinda a romance story with an ending that will, unfortunately, break your heart.
A vampire x human novel with a little twist :)
Do give it a try I'm terrible at writing discriptions I literally had one I was satisfied with typed out but my phone self destructed :( and now everything is lost
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