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Les Terribles III

Out of no where a figure appeared.
It was Him.

He took what breath she had left and siezed it.
It whirled her world, blurred her heart and her visions of what is and could-be.

"why?"
"It is because always and ever mean something more pure than the winter's first snow..."

He placed his hands on her chin, lifted her head and barely grazed her mouth with his.

This kiss cut.

(but the blood was most sweet)

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