
He thought of the blur the drugs had brought to him in the den on Whitechapel High Street. A blissful release from wanting or needing anything. He had dreamed he was lying on a hill in Wales with the sky high and blue overhead, and that Tessa had come walking up the hill to him and had sat down beside him. I love you, he had said to her, and kissed her, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Do you love me?
Tessa Gray & Will Herondale
30 March | 04:37pmWelcome to the new age
Have you asked of yourselves
What’s the price you might pay?
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