They told me pink was the color of innocence. I'm here to prove them wrong. The monsters don't live under your bed; they're the ones holding the flowers and tucking you in, smiling as they lock the door from the outside.
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Haze and the Holy One
The Montefrancesco legacy is a funeral shroud made of silk and old money. The woman who holds the title is a...