beyond the dying

[Apollo Haddix]

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we prey as wolves among the sheep
and slit the necks of soldiers while they sleep

He grimaced as Firefly’s skull collided with the boards. Judging by the volume of the noise that followed, her head must have not been feeling too comfortable. He ignored her question and took a step towards her. "You should be more careful," he offered. She seemed like she could be the type to be too rash. Apollo had learned the negative effects of being impulsive. "You sure hit it pretty good," he told her, as if she was somehow unaware. By steping around her, he peered at the back of her head. Sure enough, blood had begun to seep through the rich color of her fur.

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