They call me the Angel of Death.
Moira YoungTags: short
Then Jack. Tellin me, farewell not goodbye, I’ll see you out west an – oh, by the way – yer in my blood, Saba.
Moira YoungI never knew. Didn't know everythin could be fine one moment an then the next moment so bad that it 'ud be like the time before that moment was all a dream.
Moira YoungI ain't no soft girl. I don't know no soft words.
Moira YoungI laugh. Yer crazy, I says.
I was fine till I met you, he says.
Tags: romance action humorous futuristic western
The heartstone burns, fierce an true. I bin missin him so deep. It hurts my heart to see him agin. I open my mouth to call his name. I stop myself. His head snaps in my direction. Like he knows I'm here.
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