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) Tags: minors DNI, slowburn, smut, age gap between 24 and 36, porn with plot, violence, depression, family problems, obsession, yearning, toxic relationship, PTSD, financial problems, death, mentions of rape and harassment in family members, emotional and physical abuse, manipulation, trauma bonding, fake identity, doomed romance
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