She’d never be like the rest of them. It wasn’t her power alone that made it so, but something inside her that, like him, couldn’t help but crave the chaos. Some people thought it a pit of despair. For some, it was. But for an even smaller number of persons, chaos was life. There was order in the disorder. A method to the madness. In the confusion, some found themselves and even fewer found something far more precious. Purpose.
