Lara
@LaraKunter
As the sun we always rise again
“I see her, and she sees me. I was death, and she was life. I thought I’d had stolen her, brought her down to the underworld. All the while she was waking me up. Stirring the blood in my veins. Breathing air into my lungs.”
Stolen Heir
Stolen Heir
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