A shadow walks beside me cloaked in velvet words and fire his voice a hymn I once believed his hand a torch in endless night. But ember turns to ash and trust tastes bitter on the tongue. The closer I lean the colder the flame becomes. Brother, father, phantom king your crown is made of blood. I kneel in faith yet the knife is already singing and my throat burns with every step further into the hell you drag me with you. Am I enough for you now? After I killed for you? After I died for you? Can you taste the faith in me now? Am I still your favorite? 🌺ღೋ───:⋆꙳•❅*°⋆❆.ೃ࿔*:・*❆ ₊⋆ Arthur Morgan x OC (Mary Burton) warnings: 18+, trauma, sexual assault, physical abuse, emotional abuse, emotional attachment, trauma bonding, manipulation, obsession, hate-love, toxic, violence, smut, kinks, daddy issues, self harm, rape mentioned a/n: this fanfiction is similar to the game's storyline, but with obvious changes and a few fictional characters created by me. I hope you enjoy it, and I'd appreciate your comments and likes <3
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