“To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further.”
-LES MISÉRABLES, Victor Hugo
"Blood on me looks more maroon than red, don't you think so Blaine? I think it's because my skin is so pale."
Loralie asked as she seated herself on the purple couch in front of me, admiring her yet-again bloodied hands. What no adult present that day knew was that Loralie gashed Silas's back from behind, hiding herself cleverly till she saw him bleed before setting her dogs free on him, who sniffed and hunted him down, tearing his flesh, not bothering about his cries. Good thing Peter found him alive before they could rip his throat open and that wasn't all. Since he was officially banished from this archaic town, no hospital in Vanifernum agreed to treat his wounds as soon as they saw the letter
