[Geist] - The Last Hunt

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( The Last Hunt )

[Requiem] Addiction

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It’s always been Daeva. All but that one, beautiful exception. But, otherwise, always Daeva. From the outside, one might think the trend obvious, but from the inside… hm. I don’t consider myself a shallow creature. It’s not their faces I become enamoured with. I would be lying if I said it was usually their minds.

No.

No; it’s how they feel. It’s what they feel. It’s how they wish they didn’t feel. How they relish and loathe it, battling attraction and repulsion. How they forget what it felt like to feel. How they long to have it back. How they fight it, repress it, embrace it, excuse it, dismiss it and chase it, forsake it and crave it, bathe in it, bleed for it, run from it, laugh at it, sneer at it, clutch at it, kill, cheat and die for it.

Scorn it all you please. We feel. We fade. We long to feel again. We snatch it back in echoes and whispers through those around us.

And sometimes, if we're honest, we calculatedly, greedily, cold-hearted and eagerly force it out of them.