[Time, Backward! - Evgeny Grinko🎶]
It feels fake to us, the reflection of this perfect life. The memory of the happy-looking smiles that will cut our wounds.
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I was in Hiraeth's room. Hell's stairs had led me to his room in the Devil's Mansion, and he was standing naked in front of me. I kept my eyes rolling fearlessly through every part of his body because I was feeling hungry for him. I couldn't quench this hunger right now because there were more important things we had to do, it was not time to think about ourselves. "Your face is still covered in blood. Why didn't you clean yourself?" I slowly moved towards him and placed my hand on his heart. His heart was beating calmly in his ribcage, and I wanted to sleep, listening to his heart. I loved how his heart came to life inside his ribcage like a bird of prey. I loved him so much that words lost their meaning.
