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     They had lied to each other since they had met. Always, they had been fine, they had never needed someone else. They only told the truth when it didn’t matter. When there was nothing left to lose. At the bottom of the pit where all dreams went to die and no one else could reach, for fear of sinking. “You will too,” he offered automatically. They would all get better. They had to get better.
     At the question, he stiffened. Had they discussed this before? He could remember a church, a cross, a crown. He remembered fire. Everything blurred together, eventually. “No. I never have.” His voice was so solemn and so certain that there was no doubt he was telling the truth. “I believe in chaos,” he added quietly, looking at the scar on his palm.





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