Those weeping angels

Georgia Watson

Those weeping angels:

 

Stare into the eyes of those Who once lifted you into the arms of an Angel, who spoke of nothing but an archaic bloodline of lies. Crumble at the resolve, you’re the thing they fear in the dark. And when you bleed that orange hue, those weeping angels will always remember you.

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