bound for flames
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She took another drink and was generally a slower drinker than he was. She wanted clarity though, just to hear what was coming out of his mouth. And what did come out of his mouth was nothing that she had heard before. Snippet and pieces of a past that had made him into who he was. More odds and ends that she would remember for reasons that she did not understand why. But to see the colour red was an interesting thing to be left with and that alone was probably enough to drive a man mad. To know the world one way and to live it in another was something that she hoped not to find out, at least visually.



“She never spoke about him much. I think the only time she ever really mentioned him was when we fought when I was kid,” she answered, almost like a drone. Without thought, though she was thinking about that time. Things could have been a lot worse. At least she had never had the sense knocked out of her by anyone in her immediate family. “Is that how you ended up in Inferni? You met her that way, didn't you?” Funny, how a chain of events lead to things. Throw out a boy, make him be a man too soon. Take a few links out of his life and see how short it becomes.

let the sunshine burn your eyes
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