Shakespeared
the sheer beauty of it
By TestPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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My heart soars anew
each time this master Cupid
inked his loving bow
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Her screams diminished as Llion was dragged away from the cell. The stench in the corridor was less but there was still damp, decay, defecation, death. His feet dragged, like a raggedy puppet, the guard either side of him holding him fast. He could feel their individual fingers digging into his scant flesh, leaving their impression on his bones.
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