[ON HOLD] ❝It might not be now, but in time, you shall weep tears of blood. She will slip from your grasp and fall down her death,❞ the words were spat and they smelled bad as they were drenched in the heavy, vomited honesty that his furious voice threw. ❝Again and again and again,❞ * ~ * ~ * In which complicated Ivory Dawn meets Roman Lane. A man who has been mourning her death for the past five hundred years. Werewolf #259 *THIS IS A ROUGH DRAFT. EXPECT MISTAKES.
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