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
Welcome to the new age
Have you asked of yourselves
What’s the price you might pay?
You can stop checking out my young ass.
…whatever happens, don’t let me go.
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