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1 " He raised her to her feet and looked into her teary eyes, speaking softly. “To be wanted and not lusted for. To be loved and not pitied. To be asked and not commanded.” After passing a hand over her bedraggled hair, he slipped it into hers, touching their palms together. “Is that right?”As her cheeks flushed, a shy smile emerged. In contrast to her red face, her white teeth dazzled, but now her fangs were gone. “And to be believed, even after all my lies. "
― Bryan Davis , Enoch's Ghost (Oracles of Fire, #2)
2 " In desperation’s hope he calls, “A soul to trade, a soul to sell,” For better one to suffer flames, Than daughters loved to burn in Hell. "