We are not unlovable creatures of the night with appetites for violence. There are people, our people, willing to convert to the shadows to show us life beyond vengeance and trauma. Beyond the flames of our destructive rage, there would forever lay a single thread of obsidian weaving our souls together. It will linger in us as a reminder. That we were once just four boys, little kids who, in the darkness of our lives, forged a family out of our despair. We weren't blood, but that means shit in the grand scheme of it all. It's easy to love someone who shares your DNA. A true test of
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