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'His arms snaked to envelop her and press the thin figure to his chest. He buried his face at the crook of her neck and felt her pulse beat weakly against his lips. She was frail and cold. He shook out of his coat and wrapped it around her, pushing her red hair from her pale face. Motionless. His teardrop fell onto her freckled cheek, rolled past the scar. He held one of her dainty hands up to his lips, and it was crusted with the dirt of her grave. Even the sweet smell of her was gone. Instead, the air reeked of decay.'

- "The Slumbering Prince" by Dominique Ruthven

Image based on characters by authors Dominique Ruthven and Elizabeth Pellori www.sanguinememere.com/

Description

'His arms snaked to envelop her and press the thin figure to his chest. He buried his face at the crook of her neck and felt her pulse beat weakly against his lips. She was frail and cold. He shook out of his coat and wrapped it around her, pushing her red hair from her pale face. Motionless. His teardrop fell onto her freckled cheek, rolled past the scar. He held one of her dainty hands up to his lips, and it was crusted with the dirt of her grave. Even the sweet smell of her was gone. Instead, the air reeked of decay.'

- "The Slumbering Prince" by Dominique Ruthven

Image based on characters by authors Dominique Ruthven and Elizabeth Pellori www.sanguinememere.com/