Body of the Dead
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Last published Sun, May 24, 2020
' I love thee with a love that shall not die, till the sun grows cold and stars grow old. '
~ William Shakespeare
It'd burn less when walking through through fire than it did when I was around her. With every gaze that landed, every beat her heart did, every breath that came out and every word she said- there was fire. Not the one that you'd seek on a snowy grey day, but the kind that praised the lord and burnt to death.
Not only fearless and careless, Madonna was also mate-less and hopeless. Now after centuries , Madonna re-signed searching for her mate and was instead focused on absolving her curse. But time was closing on her, without a mate and her powers, she was of and with little help.
But I shall, with my very being, protect what's mine and keep her away from the ruins of my dark. No matter what gets to stake, there's a battle I was going to win since I laid my eyes on her.
My Queen in my realm and I shall go to any extent and do what a king does.
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