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thethirdprince · 5 months
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— “To a vampire, murder is the ultimate way to confess your love.”
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thethirdprince · 5 months
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Lying down in a patch of red flora, surrounded by a saccharine scent of fresh pollination, Laito rests on a hillside during the peak of Spring.
As hours pass by, the sun steadily holds his race, seizing the warmth of day along with him. Like the serpent he feels inside, the creeping of crisp, cold air caressing his cheek was enough to startle.
Laito’s eyes fluttered open, his hair scattered around his head made it look as though he were underwater— under a blue haze.
Extending his arm out, his eyes focused on the red flower he held in his pale palm. Amused, a small smirk pulled his lips back.
He began to reminisce of his childhood, at least what was the most of it, through a lens of bittersweet despair.
His thoughts were interrupted when the very flower he was enthralled by, had its thorn pricking his flesh.
An open wound, but he can’t bleed.
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thethirdprince · 5 months
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— “Do you know how it feels to love someone so much that you hate them?”
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