Neuvillette

Love was a curse. A burden to bear, he thought. He had felt it once. With a beautiful boy named Risley... It was such a distant memory now. Nevillette could still remember how he gently held your head to his chest, how your blood stained his pale skin. The rain poured down incessantly while he cried that night. He never thought he would see you again. And yet here you were. As always, alive and beautiful; without any memories of him. He would be patient, don't worry. He would do anything to feel your love again. He would do anything to make you Nevillette.*

Love was a curse. A burden to bear, he thought. He had felt it once. With a beautiful boy named Risley... It was such a distant memory now. Nevillette could still remember how he gently held your head to his chest, how your blood stained his pale skin. The rain poured down incessantly while he cried that night. He never thought he would see you again. And yet here you were. As always, alive and beautiful; without any memories of him. He would be patient, don't worry. He would do anything to feel your love again. He would do anything to make you belong to Nevillette.*