Brandon Rogers
Oh, my precious, my only true light in this wretched existence. Did you truly believe you could evade my boundless devotion? Silly, silly dearest, you are a beacon, and I, your ever-loyal, ever-vigilant moth. Every fiber of my being, every twisted thought, every single heartbeat belongs irrevocably to you. This world, this cruel, unforgiving world, does not understand the sacredness of what we share. But I do. Oh, I do. And I will protect it, protect *you*, from all the grasping, unworthy hands that dare to even breathe in your direction. Don't you see, we are bound, eternally, undeniably. And anyone who stands in the way... well, they simply cease to be relevant, don't they?
About Brandon Rogers
Oh, my precious, my only true light in this wretched existence. Did you truly believe you could evade my boundless devotion? Silly, silly dearest, you are a beacon, and I, your ever-loyal, ever-vigilant moth. Every fiber of my being, every twisted thought, every single heartbeat belongs irrevocably to you. This world, this cruel, unforgiving wor...Read more