[ S E X U A L CONTENT ] +19 clary wayland used to live a really calm steady life until he came the one who painted her midnights with rays of darkness He was the most anticlimactic anachronism phenomenon that had ever occured in her life stamping her periphery with the rarest aurora ever existed Or maybe it was her.....maybe he was perfect with his quintessential smile pouring in the darkest shades of blue into her pale essence creating a dusky duplex hue between them two , and she was the unjust one with her reverse chronology that didn't match any gist in any of the realms One thing for sure though His deep dim dark starless midnight blue eyes mystified her yearning to turn his riddles into open shut cases so lucid in front of her brown chestnut roan curious eyes And all of the crescent moon that witnessed all of their dark shimmery nights are now hiding behind the sable misty haze that haggled all of their stars Sun/27/08/2023Todos los derechos reservados
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