The Lycan King's Affection
"By Gaia's deep core and hell's dark flame, I cast thee to a realm of shame, Where mortal feet shall never tread, And time itself is cold and dead."
"Camille, please, this isn't you. You are not a monster. You are a good person," she pleaded, her eyes wide with desperation.
"To emptiness where silence reigns," I continued, my voice unwavering, "To endless dark and ceaseless pains, I pledge my soul, my heart, my breath, To see thee lost in realms of death. From here to void where none return, In shadows cold, thy presence burn, Begone from here, and nevermore, Shall light of day thy face restore."
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