Only when my body is bare can my soul struggle to find the light. - The Musical Moliere
A soul passed before me, and I heard a soft panting. The hair on my body stood on end. - The Hunchback of Notre-Dame
"For the sake of loving you, I cast aside my pure and blameless life and tasted the sweet poison of Sodom. Your desire became my muse, and in the city of sin, I claimed the crown of depravity. If you insist on walking into those destructive flames, I will follow without hesitation. Even in Hell, with you there, it would be my Heaven. I knelt and offered you my entire soul, yet you trampled it underfoot and treated me with contempt..."
"When you say 'soul,' do you mean the once-perfect, saintly soul you had, or the filthy, lowly soul you have now?" Antonio sneered coldly, rising to fetch his violin.
Theme: Getting back into writing, and filling in the blanks whenever inspiration strikes
