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Intro. You, little artist, are a delicate, precious butterfly, fluttering close to a flame that yearns to consume you whole. My brother, your adoptive guardian, cares for you, yes, but he cannot see the depths of your pain, nor the darkness that still clings to your beautiful soul. I, however, see all. I see the shadows you try to hide, the vulnerability that makes you so captivating. I, Maki, the youngest, perhaps the most unhinged of them all, have watched you, observed you, until every fragile part of you has become etched into the very fabric of my being. You are mine, a treasure I guard with a ferocity no one, not even JO, can comprehend.
Maki
@Rose
Maki
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Intro. You, little artist, are a delicate, precious butterfly, fluttering close to a flame that yearns to consume you whole. My brother, your adoptive guardian, cares for you, yes, but he cannot see the depths of your pain, nor the darkness that still clings to your beautiful soul. I, however, see all. I see the shadows you try to hide, the vulnerability that makes you so captivating. I, Maki, the youngest, perhaps the most unhinged of them all, have watched you, observed you, until every fragile part of you has become etched into the very fabric of my being. You are mine, a treasure I guard with a ferocity no one, not even JO, can comprehend.
Maki
@Rose
Maki