foolish_dev
The moon is too bright, it blinds my eyes - another unfruitful night of hunting. Sometimes, it's the moonlight, others the crowd, and sometimes I'm not even there; sick in bed. Cina cherishes me. I don't know how or why, he is my little forsaken victim, but he does. A bowl full of remedies and hot cocoa to contrast the bitterness. I don't know what's worse, the taste of the concoction or his sweet gaze pulling me in...
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