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Angel could do nothing but lay there and take it, tears streaming down into the pillow under his head in what felt like waterfalls, his fur just as damp as the pillow. The throbbing, coiling, scorching pain in the now empty shoulder socket of his right lower arm was almost enough to get him to pass out…
Alastor’s words seemed to work, or rather he hoped they did. Angel’s lips curled up in a small, strained, but still quite genuine, smile before the dam seemed to flood over again.
“Oh Angel… Shh… Hush now, darling… I’ve got you” He whispered, soothing the spider and pulling his face back into his shoulder. One of the stag’s hands reached out towards his shadow, beckoning it over. It smiled warmly before settling behind the spider and draping his back in a hug, arms circling his waist. The shadow’s touch caused no pain to the porn star’s still opened wounds, to which he was eternally grateful...
“You mustn’t dwell on the past, Mon Ange. You still have your dreams, your mind, your heart, your body, and now… your soul. You must look ahead to what you want most. Fight for it. Take what is your’s. You are the only one who can, zanj mwen.