Picturesque memories of sunshine

Fire always drew him, conjuring picturesque memories of sunshine. He recalled the profound impact of seeing his first glorious rainbow as a lad… O, how delightfully that sun had refracted through those suspended droplets!

Smiling, Vadim shook himself out of his reverie and, appreciatively, licked the last salty hint of blood from his lips.


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