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I forged myself from a wreckage of stars.
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“But abominations nonetheless.”
An instinctual reaction shot a thick hand to the wiry form’s collar, and suddenly he was slamming the angel against the wall. With the coldness of a hawk’s beady eyes, Leo stared with glare unmerciful.
"Would ye like to say that again?"
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inarabbitrun reblogged this from valixnce and added: Knuckles (black from dirt or black from bruises or maybe both) clench around his red collar; a brute man’s handshake....
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