"Because his worship, whether he realized it or not, was my prime motivator. And
as his hand moved over my diminished frame I began to see how my joy had both
darkened and deepened, had achieved a keener edge as my physical, corporeal
being became an object. Observed from a distance, it deserved no mercy. Images
of beauty I’d once
held fell away like scaffolding, like the plaster casting around a bronze, to be
broken and discarded
on the way to true revelation."
Anaiis "R&J: In Love with Night"
Anaiis "R&J: In Love with Night"
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