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Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever
Date: 6/4/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: PolishCock, Rating: 78.6, Source: sexstories.com
hand in hand, just enjoying the glass-like scene of frozen nature. We stepped into a vast meadow, transformed into a sea of snow banks by the ageless winter. “Ready?” I asked with a small smile. “Ready.” Angel replied. We both fell back into a snow bank, letting the crystallized mattress cushion our fall as if we were immune to gravity. “Beautiful.” Angel breathed as we looked up into the falling snow. I rolled onto my side and looked at Angel’s flawless visage. “You’re the true beauty.” I said. She looked at me and placed her delicate fingers on my cheek. I pulled of my glove and did the same. Angel didn’t shiver as my chilled hand brushed against her soft marble-like skin. From her hand on my cheek and my hand on hers, I could feel warmth seeping into my body. “Marcus, there is something I have been thinking about for a while. It was something that you said to me on the day we met. It was when you were telling me why you were about to kill yourself. You said that you hated and were disgusted by the human race. What did you mean? I have your memories, but I don’t know your thought processes.” She asked. I sighed as I tried to think of how I was going to explain it. “When I was in that mental institute, my soul was full of rage. Not only were my tormenters getting off without punishment, but I had also been locked away like a criminal. I looked at the system that had screwed me over, and the twisted psychology of the bullies that had made my life a living hell. I realized ...