Notes
"He took my palm and held it to his. 'Swear it.'
'Why me?'
'Because you're the reason. Swear it.'
'I swear it,' I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.
'I swear it,' he echoed." — a mix for the grief of achilles. // TRACKLIST: http://chironides.tk/post/105901365514/swear-it-listen-he-took-my-palm-and-held-it-to
1 comment on Swear it
euph-onious February 18, 2016
this mix is everything
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