
Red welled up, falling over a high cheeks bone. A tiny sapphire droplet that held the weight of a life lived over five hundred years. The cascading liquid staining its path. Down, down, down. The harsh flash of a camera jolted the angel turned evil. He laid there, splayed on the bed. All long lines amongst the soft blanket of a bed Or After a nice night, Daniel receives a package from Louis. Inside, pictures of Armand. Posted on AO3 by same nameAll Rights Reserved
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