When I picked up Alex I to water him I accidentally ripped off a small branch—-so introducing Alex V
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When I was younger, I would dream of taking somebody I loved here. And he'd love it as much as I did.
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Hold on tight to this time, this place,
‘cause everything you know will be erased
You were born inside your head,
and that is where you’ll be when you are dead
You are just a boy, you are no man,
and nobody you know will understand
You are just a boy, you are no man,
and nobody you know will understand
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“So,” Alex says, changing tracks by stretching languidly, “I guess I
should tell you, I’m bisexual.”
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“Is that what those things are?” she asked. “Around your wrists and neck? Marks?”
“These?” He leaned forward, and the change in him was instant, the glowing eyes, the curling horns, the broadening of the shoulders. Without meaning to, Alex found herself scooting back in her chair. He was man and then monster in the space of a breath. The golden bands glowed at his wrists and throat.
“Yeah,” she said, trying not to show her fear. “Those.”
“These marks mean I am bound in service. Forever.”
“To hell? To Golgarot?”
He laughed then, the sound deep and cold, the thing at the bottom of the lake.
Hell Bent by Leigh Bardugo, page 412.
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