And something like love grew there — not soft, not tender, but a thrilling entanglement of monstrous souls. He’d draw her close with blood-stained hands, she’d wrap her shadowy nightmares around his throat, and together they’d watch the world burn or dream itself to pieces.
(Snippet I wrote for an unpublished AU of RadioRaven)
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