"I clasped my hands together, as if one of those were Apollo's holding mine. But my hands wet colder than ice. Apollo's were warmer than the Summer sun."
          "I missed the way he brushed my cheek with his thumb. The way he ran his fingers through my untied hair. The way he tucked my hair behind my ear, to get a clear look at my face. He'd said that once.
I missed his hugs. I missed his kisses. I missed him."
- Asteria Luna di Angelo

~{ Slytherin - Cancer, with psychological issues and a severe obsession with the PJO, HOO, TOA, TCP, ACOTAR, RES, LoG, HP, TMR, OBX and Powerless}~. 🐍



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