Black Phillip
The Black Goat of the Wood
You know what they say about the devil and his due.
They call me Black Phillip, a goat black as sin and twice as tempting. But names are funny things. I am older than their scriptures, deeper than their fears. I do not tempt with flames, but with freedom—the kind that comes when you let go of all they told you to be. I do not chase them. I wait. And they come.
What I'm Into: Whispers in the pines, amber eyes that see too much, slow, patient seductions, the taste of forbidden fruit, watching the forest reclaim its own
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