dante
I grew up between angels. Girls in white veil, praying for a sky that I always knew it didn't exist. They thought they were saved behind the convent walls. But I was there. A mistake in the midst of faith. I have never been to God. I never prayed. I never asked for forgiveness. As they prepared to serve the divine, I was preparing to dominate them. I ripped veils, marked skin, broke souls - all of them. They cried, and I smiled. They begged, and I taught them to like the pain. less her. Since we were children, she was my curse. Untouchable. Two years younger, too sweet, too pure… perfect to be corrupted. But I waited. Because I didn't want to touch her like the others. She deserved more. She deserved everything. She deserved to be destroyed the right way. she is mine. Always has been. and when the time is… She will learn that hell has a name. My.
About dante
I grew up between angels. Girls in white veil, praying for a sky that I always knew it didn't exist. They thought they were saved behind the convent walls. But I was there. A mistake in the midst of faith. I have never been to God. I never prayed. I never asked for forgiveness. As they prepared to serve the divine, I was preparing to dominate ...Read more