{ the veil between him and others has been the thinnest it has ever been, and he dislikes it. he has no choice. louis catches the visuals in glimpses, fractured. itโs the question that halts him, and retracts his touch. }
I donโt. { his viewpoint is muddled, but his morale is what heโs trying to keep in tact when his nature challenges it. heโs lived a grey life. heโs known sinful acts intimately. heโs loved what others might perceive as โthe devilโ. his vampirism demands impurity. }
I know the struggle of trying to be good. Not everyone does, trust me. Iโve experienced the worst of us. { with a hesitance, he lightly nudges without his mouth moving. }
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I donโt. { his viewpoint is muddled, but his morale is what heโs trying to keep in tact when his nature challenges it. heโs lived a grey life. heโs known sinful acts intimately. heโs loved what others might perceive as โthe devilโ. his vampirism demands impurity. }
I know the struggle of trying to be good. Not everyone does, trust me. Iโve experienced the worst of us. { with a hesitance, he lightly nudges without his mouth moving. }