“I have a dream at last. The butterfly trapped in spiderweb has no wings. That butterfly is... me.”
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“I have a dream at last. The butterfly trapped in spiderweb has no wings. That butterfly is... me.”
“*to Luka* They should all die! All of them! Everything, annihilated!”
“*to Ciel* Oh, so we were not going to the restroom together?”
“*to Claude* Then show me those eyes. Not the eyes of those villagers who looked as if they'd seen a pile of vomit. Not the old man's greedy, inflamed eyes. That day, those eyes. Those eyes that longed only for me, Claude.”
“Hannah, don't you think a sunny-side-up egg is pitiable? Its shell is broken and it's forced to publicly show an indecorous appearance. Then it becomes an eyeball, internal organs, or a plume. And I rob it of any and all possibilities.”
“How does my blood smell? Do you want to devour me now?”
“My heart was entwined in a spider web. You'll always be my Highness. I wanted your love.”
“I want you, Ciel Phantomhive. That's all there is to it.”