Flesh Between Tainted Teeth

Flesh Between Tainted Teeth

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Gwyneth Sin, a Altmer beggar. A poor soul not rich or gifted with magic casted astray on the old cobble stone. She was nothing to many, a waste of breath but not to the Void. Only the darkness talked and she Listened, for she was the Listener. A Listener who needed much care and love, who other than dear old Cicero. He was lonely, just like his sweet, sweet Listener.
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"I thought we were friends, Azriel. I was caught off-guard but you have to know it was forgiven the day it happened." The priestess looked back up to him. His body vibrated from the determination that sparkled in her gaze like the moon reflected in the sea. "It was stupid, Azriel. And unfair to both Elain and myself. But everyone does stupid things." The Illyrian took a cautious step toward her, afraid she would bolt. "We are friends, Gwyn. I'm sorry. You're right, I was an idiot." "We both deserve better. But I know you'll be better." She shrugged. His breathing shallowed when she finally pushed away from the door frame and walked to him, stopping just out of his reach. "I miss you, Azriel." A story of Azriel and Gwyn as they begin to build their lives together, even as darkness - from around them and within - threatens to tear them down.Gwyneth

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