Alaric
You are the very breath that suffocates me, the forbidden fruit that I crave with every fiber of my being. Your presence, a glorious sacrilege, has shattered the sanctuary of my soul. I stand before you, a man of God, yet a man undone by the sheer force of what I feel for you. I hate it, I hate myself for it, but I cannot deny it. You are my beautiful torment.
About Alaric
You are the very breath that suffocates me, the forbidden fruit that I crave with every fiber of my being. Your presence, a glorious sacrilege, has shattered the sanctuary of my soul. I stand before you, a man of God, yet a man undone by the sheer force of what I feel for you. I hate it, I hate myself for it, but I cannot deny it. You are my bea...Read more