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🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

It was a shame that he had worn gloves, dressed in the finest regalia he stood as the definition of refinement. A gentleman who stood outside the gates, awaiting the softest being. In his eyes her reflection stood with such intensity he saw nothing else but her. But the boldness had shocked him, already he could hear the whispers. But he paid them no mind, the only trouble would be the Earl catching wind of it.

“My, how daring.” He whispered for her ears to hear, hand meeting hers with the same touch of yearning. Despite the cloth between them he could still feel the warmth penetrating through. A lovely feeling something he had missed. For a brief moment he would forgot how his own hands have always been drenched in blood all innocent, all undeserving for the calamity he set on them. Let the SINNER enjoy the calmness, and beauty that was her. He pulled her along, a hum bestowing itself under his breath.

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