Weirdly, an image of Adrian’s Love painting came back to me. I thought…

Richelle Mead
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Weirdly, an image of Adrian’s Love painting came back to me. I thought of the jagged red streak, slashing through the blackness, ripping it apart. Staring at Jill and her inconsolable pain, I suddenly understood his art a little bit better. ✨ Richelle Mead (2011). Bloodlines, p.249, Penguin
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