didn't I say the world was cruel
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    There was no home that meant safety. Khalif had been no home. It had only been terrible pain, vicious words, and fire. Larkspur had never known home, never known safety until his aunt-mother had come and saved him. Now there was hope. She was his light, his truth, and she would show him the way. A sickness had grown in him since birth and this was a terrible truth. Now she was cleansing him, and the process of killing the demons was a part of this.
    He smiled, pleased she would make him a new protector, and this smile faltered and turned confused at her second question. The thought had never even crossed his mind. “I don’t know,” he answered honestly, as all of his answers were to her. “If you want them, I will make it happen.” He would swallow the sun for her, and tear down the moon. Devotion was something that ran thick in the D’Angelo line.



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