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THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOVED
______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST




THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED


_____ He knew the name because of the boy. He had Ahren and Ahren saw the line. The name was power, but the name was a lie. Ryoujoku and Laruku were all too close to the same person. The blonde monster drew rolling paper from the pouch and meticulously began to form a cigarette. It was guided meditation that his eyes remained focused on and his hands worked with the only skill the boy had not lost. He was not a warrior; he was not a hunter—he could survive only because of the other (the demon, the dragon, the sorcerer) and because of his own will to live.
_____ The cigarette was brought to his mouth and he tilted his head slightly, hair falling over the ruined eye. “No,” the voice agreed. “I don’t think he will.” He exhaled, sending smoke into the air, his weight shifting as one foot curled towards his body. The earth was pulling and pushing all at once, but on the ground, it felt as if he was sinking in.




I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget




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