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have you gorged yourself at last in your lust for blood?
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i got carried away. he —— well, he was a bad man.
𝙩𝙨𝙠 𝙩𝙨𝙠 ┈┈ i had no idea you were such a messy eater, my dear .ᐟ
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/ / sorina obtaining dracula's cruelty, feeling disgusted with herself when she allows herself to indulge in it ...
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/ / but she also fights to keep the kindness & compassion she had as a human, even if it costs her a life of luxury.
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“ does it matter? he's dead now. won't hurt anyone else ... ” a tinge of pride, like she's ridding the world of evil. or just picking her victims carefully. sorina has been around long enough +
ㅤ Their immediate hum was adulatory, a praise from the depths of their juvenile education. Lost in time by then, never forgotten. ‶ The drainage of the evil doer is the preferential motto amongst ...
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to know deluding oneself into heroic deeds was silly. “ he spoke to me as if i were nothing. ”
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looking up; defensiveness in her expression before she recognizes them as one of her own. “ he 𝘸𝘢𝘴 a horrible man. ”
ㅤ Quiet yet clamorously intrigued, the ancient tilted their skull and snapped their fingers with the most faint elegance. ‶ Is it from a who or what ? ″
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tossing a knife at an utterly horrendous painting of her 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳 —— fabric is filled of holes.
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a scoff. “ do you truly have 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 better to do than to bother me? ”
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a hiss—— “ stop sneaking. ”
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sat on her balcony; cigarette smoke blowing out of the window.
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sat in a tree not so far away; doing some observing of her own.
sittin’ in the shadows, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝑾𝑨𝑻𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮.
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how 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 that she can be his little science project. have you truly forgotten what it was like to be human?
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒴es and no. Through her , he laments the human condition - a mere fledgling. The youngest of thine flock often experience remember their mortal pains. And thus , he infiltrates her mind through the blood. So that he might share some of it. ⠀
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