The Road and the Damned

[Mati Church]

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i gotta be my own boss no matter what the cost Among the sleeping, among the dead she felt at ease. Peace that she hadn’t truly and deeply felt since she had been attacked. She blocked the images from her mind, just referring it internally as ‘the attack’, but not picturing what had happened. It was his presence, and though they were more grown up he was still the one she felt most secure with. Lavender eyes watched him, noticing how big he had gotten and ignoring that she was indeed taller them her. She still felt small, young and immature. He was passing her, and though she loved him dearly there was a piece of her that wanted to be the first or at least not left behind entirely. No., she spoke hushed and looked away unable to hide the disappointment that she felt. Hoping to distract him she spoke with a calm but trying voice, I bet it hurt.

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