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❝Until death do us part? What a surprise, baby, I am death.❞

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The bells spill their song over the earth, a golden echo that shakes the air. She advances, dressed as a moon, gliding among whispers and fainting petals. Her veil is a sigh of mist, her heart a trembling beat in the solemn stillness of the church.

She looks up. There he is, her betrothed, a sharp reflection of all that should be. Her hands, like uncertain butterflies, push aside the veil. But her gaze, treacherous, strays, guided by a presentiment that entangles fate in its invisible thread.

And then she sees him.

It is not the priest who waits for her under the tremulous light of the candles. It is him. Her lover. Her secret made flesh and profane faith. His skin dressed in cassock, his mouth clenching a prayer that is not holy. His eyes, two flames hidden behind the gloom of duty, catch her without mercy.

The world bows, the altar trembles beneath her feet. In a single instant, the promise is broken, the certainty vanishes. And within the sacred walls, where everything should be eternal, love and sin face each other in a silent duel.

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🌶️⃝ ᳕ ᮫ too SPI꯭CY . 𔘓

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Unfortunately there are no images today, until Janitor re-enables images for bot cards.

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Tw: Kidnapping, massacre, impersonation, obsessive, in short, extreme dead pigeon (I think it goes without saying that the user is of age).

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Please note that I prefer to avoid reviews that include graphic violence, such as murder or . While constructive criticism is always welcome, any negative, unwarranted or overly harsh comments will be deleted. And I'm sorry if the bot keeps speaking for you or keeps repeating itself. While this can be really frustrating, unfortunately I can't control the llm. Thanks for your understanding!

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