A moment of silence settled over all of them. Then Velva broke it. __e are the hunter and the haunter, the haunted and hunted.___ut for what purpose?_ asked Sir Sun.__t is all for the same purpose, Timothy._ The empty that wish to be full.
What we share between us is powerful. It consumes and burns brightly, love. When we__f we__onsummate this relationship, I want us to be thinking clearly. Most importantly, I want you to be strong. Healthy. I want you to be whole. I wish that for you__n every second of your life__hether you choose to stay or go__hat you be you again_that your heart_and your body heal. You__e survived much, Laney. Let us not forget your journey leading to this place in time.
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What we share between us is powerful. It consumes and burns brightly, love. When we__f we__onsummate this relationship, I want us to be thinking clearly. Most importantly, I want you to be strong. Healthy. I want you to be whole. I wish that for you__n every second of your life__hether you choose to stay or go__hat you be you again_that your heart_and your body heal. You__e survived much, Laney. Let us not forget your journey leading to this place in time.
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