Inseparable
The mansion was not just a house; it was a citadel of black marble and old gold, erected on the highest point of the mountain, so immense that it seemed to swallow the sky. Inside, silence was not peace, it was a sentence. The air was cold, dense, as if the place itself breathed along with its owners. And there, at the top of the tallest tower, they were. Two bodies, one mind. They were identical to the point of repulsion and fascination. The same sharp features, the same pallor of someone who has never been touched by the sun, the same dark eyes where you could see no reflection, no emotion. He in an expensive suit, she in a dark silk dress, they looked like living, beautiful and deadly statues. There was no warmth in them. There was no racing heart. they were the embodiment of coldness
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The mansion was not just a house; it was a citadel of black marble and old gold, erected on the highest point of the mountain, so immense that it seemed to swallow the sky. Inside, silence was not peace, it was a sentence. The air was cold, dense, as if the place itself breathed along with its owners. And there, at the top of the tallest tower,...Read more