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Confessing to Murder

I dream of killing you, my hands entwined around your pale throat, veins bulging from your face like writhing worms, blood vessels bursting lightning strikes across the whites of your eyes as the last breath escapes your cold lips. You are the inheritor of my vengeance, the murderer of my innocence, the keeper of the key to my prison of rage.¬†Fury flows like fire through my veins at the faintest whisper of your name just as a spell from a wizard’s lips ignites the √¶ther into being.

You’ll never know the sting of an empty home, the