#thebondsofnoah

“You seem well, I am glad, Raa. You seem much happier than you have been in awhile.” He hummed softly, his fingers trailing over the hands that held him close. “I am glad to see you too.”

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                       Unrelentingfire SEARED through adrenaline-filled veins, pain radiating and t h r o b b i n g from his middle wherethe butt of a blade protruded, dark crimson staining Wisdom’s once white dressshirt. A sound in the mix of a sob and gurgling resonated from the pit ofWaizurii’s throat, trying ever so hard to escape his now blood-covered lipsfrom where he had spit up the cerise liquid upon impact with the knife.  

                       Ofcourse, he’d live. But that didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt like hell.

                       Ina stutter and blabbering of words, the man uttered a meek, ‘ W H Y are you doing this to me? ‘ to his lover, unaware of thechange in color of the other’s irises. To Waizurii, Bon was still here, not hismalicious counterpart. Confusion ensued, and panic soon set in.