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“Happy birthday, A.”
I’ve already wasted the head start he so graciously gave me.
How do I always find myself in a chimney?
:(
He’s here.
The Enforcer.
ya.. You killed his dad remember?
Quiet. And yet, I know he’s still in this room.
“I imagine you pictured my face when you threw that knife.”
“Isn’t that right, Paedyn?”
“Tell me, darling, do you think of me often?”
Yesss kai
“Do I haunt your dreams, plague your thoughts, like you do mine?”
“Because I still haven’t found my courage.” And then my home bursts into flames.
Ohhh noooo
trace the swirling steel on the hilt, the pattern familiar beneath my fingertips. How could I forget the dagger that’s been held against my throat so many times?
He has the baddie dagger!!!
I spin to face the flames, watching the colorful chaos as fire consumes her home in red, orange, thick black smoke, and— Silver.
Help her please!!!!
He points to the flaming roof, smoke shifting as a figure stumbles through the flames. A figure with silver hair. So she is here.
Bhebbehhehehehe
She is a vicious little thing.
I buried someone who tried to kill her once.
Simply because I knew it was something she would have wanted.
Death is familiar to me, both friend and foe, and far too frequent in my life. But for her, Death is devastation, no matter its victim.
Ok poettt
“She would have buried you if she weren’t so busy running from me, you know,”
“So the least I can do is bury you for her.”
What has she done to me?
Will her grave be the next I dig?
You’re a terrible liar, Gray.
“Promise me you’ll stay alive long enough to stab me in the back?”
“She would have buried you if she weren’t so busy running from me, you know.”
“So the least I can do is bury you for her.”
“Promise you’ll wear it for me?”
“Sleep is for the dead.”
