@OfUnsaidThings perhaps it was never hatred at all. i never wished them harm, nor did i loathe their being. it was something far more complex. like a weary ache or a question that refused to rest.
Good evening, dearest devotees. This is Eddie Brock (and Venom) speaking, some of you may have recognized my previous identity as Eames. So, as a start fresh, would you mind to tell me how was this Monday treating you?
Among the rarest gifts life bestows is a friendship drenched in love, laughter, and infinite benevolence. While you glimpse fragments of me and my other half, I'd love to hear the tale that tints your heart's horizon.
Ps. I, too, am on odyssey to encounter my Ludovica here!