A man killing himself in the pursuit of his dreams is no different in a moth flying into a flame.
Katherine PineIf you think your desires are selfish or cruel, hate yourself. If you think the world unjust, then hate your god.
Katherine PineTags: beloved-purgatory forneus katherine-pine
I actually huffed. "Do not make me result to underhanded measures."
It was the wrong thing to say. He gave me a devastating smile. "Oh, I definitely wouldn't mind.
Forneus glared at us from the driver's seat with eyes glowing with the promise of purple vengeance.
Katherine PineThe four of us were together at last--me, the angel, the devil, and my demon. I felt like the moment should have seemed more momentous, or at least more pleasant, like we should have made jokes as we meandered down to the beach, collected driftwood for a fire, and leisurely toasted marshmallows. Instead, I was struggling to keep my eyes open, the angel was looking at the ground, Oz was glaring at the trunk, and for some reason I just knew that Forneus, locked down and wrapped in a sheet, was glaring right back.
Katherine PineHe just stared at me.
"Stop looking at me like that," I begged.
Immediately he changed the angle at which he looked at me.
I wanted to scream at him.
He grinned. "You're easy, I like that."
I didn't really have a response. I guess I was easy.
How old are you?"
"Not too old, in this incarnation anyway." He smiled again. "I recently inherited it.
Then he was on his knees in front of me. "Come here Princess," he cooed.
My pulse spiked. I wondered if I should slap him or "come here." Then I realized he was talking to the cat.
This wonderful, sexy, funny guy was completely psychotic. And I was still holding his hand.
Even more surprisingly, I still didn't want to let go.
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