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“Aventurine,” Sunday said his name so smoothly, so gently. He let his cheek rest in his palm, head going heavy. “You’re going to die.”
“I know.”
“Aventurine,” Sunday said his name so solemnly, so gravely. “Do you want to die?”
Bookmarked by HornedProblems
29 Mar 2024
