The blade dips into her skin. Slice and pull, dig and bleed. Pools form on the floor. Her reflection in her blood. Save her, break her, mend her. Daughter of darkness be chained no more, for the Lord of Light calls to you.
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mlowe5 says: Give praises for the call into His Light. Be a reflector of its Love and an instrument of its Peace. One. Peace and Love. |
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