There is a boy who smells like springtime and his skin is dotted with freckles from the summer sun. He licks his chapped lips and grins with malice, bloody teeth bared and a wicked gleam in his clear blue eyes. His dark heart beats for the man whose name sends chills down your spine and haunts the ground underneath us all. He has a vicious temper and is known to shake the very Earth to it’s core. But his smile is warm and enticing for the boy made of sunlight.

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