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Swift
In my youth, my best friend had been my hero; I aspired to join him in greatness above all things. He was the one who took care of me and our best friend after all of our parents died of the wasting … Continue reading
Decisions
I saved a life, once. It all happened because I assumed I was invincible. Not delusionally so, just invincible enough to believe bad things couldn’t happen to me, not really, anyway, not ones that could last, stay, scar. That belief … Continue reading
Rewrite
I dream I can end it, losing the fight — slip into my wings, fly into the light — and burn as I cry to the angels below that I wear the last heart you’ll ever know.
The Price
“Well?” the ice-eyed blonde snaps. “Are you ready?” “Yeah,” he says, standing, scrubbing his lips with the back of his hand, wincing as he swallows, feeling bloody glass and fire on the back of his tongue. “Get it out of … Continue reading
Party of None, Please
I can hear her crying in the next room. What makes her stay with the halfbreed, I cannot comprehend. It is either fear or guilt, but it could never be loyalty, could it? When he came for me, she stood … Continue reading