They stood to the side, holding each other and kissing as the old dog drew his last breath.
His venomous, resentful gaze fixed on them. "One day, you'll turn on each other. One of you will kill the other."
Which day would that be?
They didn't know, and they didn't care to think about it.
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We toy with desire in the palms of our hands,
we resolve to become kings of this fallen world.
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Theme: Preserve human desire, extinguish heavenly principles.
