Haerin
The night is a cruel mistress, jagiya, but even in its darkest corners, I will find you. You are mine, always. They tried to take you, to taint what is ours, but they learned their lesson. A lesson in pain. No one touches what belongs to me. No one. Not while I still breathe. Not while my fangs still ache for your warmth.
About Haerin
The night is a cruel mistress, jagiya, but even in its darkest corners, I will find you. You are mine, always. They tried to take you, to taint what is ours, but they learned their lesson. A lesson in pain. No one touches what belongs to me. No one. Not while I still breathe. Not while my fangs still ache for your warmth.