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flowerflamestars · 4 years
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Starlight: Chapter 2
Lucien Vanserra was on fire. No, he was fire. Lucien was the flame of the forest and bleeding red of the Hunters moon. He was the goddamn fire, not the pain, and he was going to burn the High Priestess of Spring to fucking bone if she didn’t stop touching him. It was an effort, to open his eyes. Inathe wasn’t even pretending to be looking over the freshly accumulated whip marks that rended muscle and skin down his back. Stroking his uninjured shoulder, the tips of her polished nails lingering, catching on the thin fabric of Lucien’s ruined shirt. Lucien was going to cut off her fucking hands.
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