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The darkness of romance, like the blackest feather torn from a bird’s wing, lays fragile tonight. We embrace within the twisting thorns of a purple rose.
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Rituals of blood and bone. Engraved upon its forehead with the all-seeing eye, a cursed skull foreshadows the beginning of the end times. Time will tell all.
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