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A man of Rituals
I fell in love with a dangerous man, a man whose shadow walked ahead of him, whose eyes carried the silence of graves unmarked. He spoke in the language of fire, his whispers smelt of blood and incense, and when he touched me, I felt the trembling of spirits too ancient to name. His love was not tender it was sacrifice, it was ritual, it was the smoke curling from midnight altars where I stood trembling, offering my heart like the lamb that bleeds without protest. I should have run but desire bound me tighter than rope, drawn to his darkness as if my soul was already promised. Now, when the moon rises, I hear his chants in my veins, and the night itself bends to the memory of his hands. To love him was to be devoured, to drown in a river where no prayers reach the surface. And yet... even in the ruin of myself, I ache for him still, for the man of rituals who taught me that love can taste like death and still be sweeter than life.??
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