Notes
Nadya stared at him. Her pupils were blown out from desire, no difference between the blackness of them and the darkness of her iris. Power crackled through the room, making the hair on their arms stand on end. A ragged breath escaped his lips.
“What makes you strong?”
“Rage,” she whispered. “Eternal, unfathomable anger.”
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merricat-blackwood July 18, 2016
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