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retreat
I called a retreat. It was a cowardly idea, but I couldn't bear the thought of killing... this thing. It used to be a perfect, lovely, compassionate man that held me softly and spoke to me kindly but... now it was a shadowy memory of what he used to be. Just a demon in his body. He'd become a vampire.
imagined
It was everything I had and hadn't imagined. Grand, marble entryway. Unnecessarily large gym with multiple courts for sports I'd never play. Extensive curriculum of science and math and english-- but... the doors lock so easily if you close them too hard...
hardly
It's hardly halloween yet and I'm already raving about it. Ghostly decorations hanging from every wall, motion animated life-size figures, jack-o-lanterns, everything about it makes me happy. I can already taste the caramel apple I'll get scolded for eating too much of.
merciful
O great merciful cathedral, dark in my mind, but gray in being-- My voice sounds so different. An echo in practice. Why may not I hear, what others do? Curse, fortune? Was I alone chosen to hear the gospel of myself?
graced
I'd never been graced with such a shy presence in my ballroom. The man was cute rather than handsome, and he sported a half-beard as an attempt at masculinity. His uniform was tailored beautifully and the decorative sword hung at his side gallantly. His eyes were icy bright, I realized, as they met mine. His hand extended towards me and he asked me, reddening, to dance.