[Those words stung colder than his blessed blades into the hearts of the wicked. Lunette nails shakenly dragged their way down Anderson's upper arm, as Maxwell dipped his brow to turn away sights that could not see.
It was a blessing that his eyes were hidden, for they would give away the bitterness that still writhed in him since that night of Confession.
A soft shudder of breath left him, his utterance deadpan as his body once was.]
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Date: 2010-06-13 06:56 am (UTC)It was a blessing that his eyes were hidden, for they would give away the bitterness that still writhed in him since that night of Confession.
A soft shudder of breath left him, his utterance deadpan as his body once was.]
You already have done so... once before.