“Tell me Mirage,' he purred, crouching for a moment to reach my level, 'What would you ask me to do?' His gaze felt as if it were devouring me. 'More,' was the only reply I could muster.” — HP Nero Copy Share Image
“Hatred and love are flowers which bloom from the same seed. You cannot hate something without first loving it—even if merely the idea. If… — HP Nero Copy Share Image
“Tell me Mirage,' he purred, crouching for a moment to reach my level, 'What would you ask me to do?' His gaze felt as… — HP Nero Copy Share Image
“If this were the end of a life I got to spend with you, I would do it all again...” — HP Nero Copy Share Image
