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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
[b]"Damnit, Pincher," he grouched in annoyance as he joined them, scowling as he noted the scene and faint traces of Typhoon scent. Cass, he decided, watching Lyra bolt. Fucking hell. Bast let out a noisy huff and shook his head, trying to clear the superimposed images from his vision. "We'll have to go get him. Fuck."
[B]ASTRAL SERAPH — THE ASCENDANTS — [color=#e2e2e2]TAGS — [color=#e2e2e2]MOODBOARD — [color=#e2e2e2]PLAYLIST
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]