– I'll
get you to your knees. And you will pray. You
will worship me, like all of them did. You'll be my least favorite plaything to use. But we're meant to be together, to talk, to walk as one.
– and in the end of the world's broken existing, I'll look at your dead body and cry. No matter how much I hated you and no matter how much I wanted you dead. I'll fill the ocean with my virgin tears and force it all down your throat, no matter how rotten you are already.
Сверху нечто осмысленное, а точнее - их взаимоотношения в двух абзацах. Несмотря ни на что, они связаны, их души слиты в одну. Разделяясь они оба прибудут в упадок сил.
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