in this void, then a spark
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It feels nothing like falling. There is no wind, no shortness of breath. It's almost like going to sleep, feeling every ache in his body ebb away, there is not another sensation he would rather feel.
Corpse is swimming in bliss when those hands caress his skin and when pink lips brush against the roughest parts of his soul they come out anew.
He's a good man with him.
Corpse is nothing but life when he's with him.
Goodness.
Innocent.
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- Part 1 of in this void, then a spark