Do you ever miss it? I murmured one night, holding you close to my body, half asleep, face buried in your hair. My wings wrapped around you, encasing you in their comforting heat as we lay on my bed. Heav- I choked on the word, and muttered a curse. Devils weren't allowed to utter the name of Heaven, it was an old curse. I held you gently, careful to not touch the two long scars on your back. New wings were growing out, devil's wings, but I was furious that you had to endure that pain.
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24/09/2025
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