Poet To None

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1 year ago

Lovingly I did lay his wolf's coat of red velvet.

Beside the handsomest clothes the servant bought.

And the uncountable jewels and treasures, each a thought of him, untold, when he did not yet exist. 'It will be my bride's.' All for him to use. He doesn't need me.

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#1779Magnus

Poet To None

@poet-to-none.bsky.social

1 year ago

“I'd be forced to watch- as the room burned-”
“-b-black like the-"
"-Magnus I’d-"
"I’d have to put my hands in-”
“-this ash that-
“-that-"
"-oh God I can't say it-”
“-is your heart!"
"Your heart!"
"Your hands!"
"Your face!"
"Your eyes!"
"My God! I'll die!"

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#1779Magnus

Poet To None

@poet-to-none.bsky.social

1 year ago

"I want you now. It would feel good. We fell through stars with each other," [Lestat thinks, beginning to succumb to sleep]

"Clever that. I had thought the sky was . . .real", he mutters on his inhale, blonde lashes dropping.

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#1779Magnus

Poet To None

@poet-to-none.bsky.social

1 year ago

"Come now, my brave Wolfkiller," I cajole, jumping at once down from my perch in the wood, through the doorway again. "A little mortal courage"

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#1779Magnus