Angel Turned Evil
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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
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After a nice night, Daniel receives a package from Louis. Inside, pictures of Armand.
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