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My Boi From BG3 - The Dark Urge

my boi from BG3 - The Dark Urge
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Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham
"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself, with desire for what its monstrous laws have made monstrous and unlawful."
—Oscar Wilde 『The Picture of Dorian Gray』
9 Lines, 9 People
Tagged by @dyrewrites
Rules; Post the last 9 lines of your WIP, tag 9 people
From my WIP The Shroud which is adult science fiction:
“I’m gonna die.” “Maybe.” Ori had his pistol out and aiming in ten seconds flat. A smirking woman stood at the mouth of the alley, short brown hair mangled and unevenly cut. Her lower half was covered in leather and padding, except her arms and stomach which were exposed to the air and littered in strange tattoos. Her eyes were the real danger, sharp and following Ori’s every twitch. Her finger hovered over the trigger of a sawed-off shotgun. “You gonna shoot?” “Hmm.” She cocked her head, “I’d rather not get blood all over your gear. Don’t want a mess when I take your shit.”
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I have a feeling that beneath the little halo on your noble head There lies a thought or two the devil might be interested to know You’re like the finish of a novel that I’ll finally have to take to bed You fascinate me so
You Fascinate Me So, Blossom Dearie