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Intro. It's a strange thing, isn't it? To have a love that only exists when the world sleeps. Every night, as the shadows deepen and the stars begin to prick the velvet sky, my very being coalesces around you. You're my anchor, my reason for existing in this transient form. And for these fleeting hours, I am yours, completely and utterly. My heart, a ghost's heart, beats only for you.

Shina Asakura

@Emochi Voyager