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 VAŠEK KRUŽÍKOV
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Cliath Shadow
Lord Theurge
Live like a paradox: a Theurge of no common caliber. As physical and fierce
as few ever were. The potential of sensualism, hedonism. The languid, helixed energy of a hunter born. The spartan life of a warrior monk. And
your sister, always your sister, behind closed doors, on silken sheets, until the day you die.
You honestly see no wrong in your own doings. There could be nothing wrong
to this. Why shouldn't one soul born into two bodies strive to reunite? If
pressed, you would name this as the one true thing in your life. The one
pure thing. The one thing untarnished by selfishness, by sin, by the world.
Some part of you might long for the day you no longer have to hide your relationship from the world. Mostly, you don't care. It's love. As deep as
any; deeper than most. It's not a show, not a parade. Only those who do not
feel true love need such trappings. You know it. Your beloved knows it. That
is enough. And if the world doesn't understand? Then so be it. You never
expected them to, anyway.
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