A Court of Shadows and Lightening
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  • Reads 127,379
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  • Parts 60
  • Time 9h 8m
Ongoing, First published Oct 14, 2021
Mature
It's colder then I remember it, dark as an abyss but I stop being afraid of the dark along time ago. 

Shadows curl around me and I allow myself the split second of hope. Allowing myself to wish for the male I can not have. 

His voice is a distant memory but also clear as day in this dark and musky hole. 

"We will be friends." His voice is relaxed but firm.  Lulling me away into memories with his deep vibrato. 

"Friends?" I croak, confusion lacing my voice. 

"People who are nice to each other occasionally spend time together." Azriel deadpans. 

"I know what friends are." I snap back, not able to hold back the bite in my words. Some way to start a friendship. 

He chuckles despite my tone, the dark alluring sound wrapping around my spine. I look away from him. 

"Well, you don't seem to have any."

I  don't realize the tears have fallen until they have drenched my cheeks.  I curl deeper into myself, wishing those memories wouldn't haunt me. I replay the moment over and over in my head. Weaving it into my very being, my sanity.  With darkness threading around me I list all the reasons he couldn't love me. 

Even if I could get out of this hell, those memories are all I have.  I wouldn't forgive me either.
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