Your Love Is But An Illusion
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Complete Tue, Dec 13, 201612m
When Erik wakes up he feels perfect.
Bright strips of sunlight fall over the bedspread and the sound of the student's laughter drift in from an open window. A light breeze makes the curtains sway and beside him, Charles sleeps on.
He knows he could, very happily, lie there forever. His mind is calm, his pains nonexistent. Here, he is complete.
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