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Flins knew it was a bad idea, horrible really.
He knew that the man before him was no longer the man he fell in love with. Centuries of distance and mistakes does that to a person.
He should have killed him, plunge the tip of his spear into the cavity of his chest (where he used to lay his head on). But Kyryll, despite the layer of walls and facade he places, was weak. He was so weak to love.
Now, with a pit forming in his stomach, he stares at the two pink lines marking the plastic contraption in his hand.
Rerir may be a Sinner, but Kyryll was the fool who still loves him.
Bookmarked by 29skk
15 Jan 2026

