creative/freestyle: scarlet

a novel: insecurity, departed

prologue: an angel turned harlot with chapters splattered in scarlet

his carcass is tarnished, heartless

he felt like a fallacy, a malady rotting much like the spoiled apple she gave him that brisk December day.

he gave it to every angel since though rumor slanders him as a thorned prince

today there is much to his garden. Autumn has shared her harvest.

and if all remains honest, these pages shall not be tainted in scarlet


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