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