{before we endeavour into darkness}

What have I done? Trapped in the underground chamber of Satan. My saviour, chained to his underlying nurture, entwined with thorns of poison which could kill one who treads carelessly. He describes me as his fallen angel - a rebellious woman who must reside in the presence of Lucifer, making escape absolutely futile. How could I have not known Asmodeus Madueno would leave me captive under his control? His endless nurture sends me back in chains of cynicism into his darkened soul. Once again I'm his angel - my psychotic lover.

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