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"This is what you wanted, isn't it?"
The voice came to Alex in the same high, melodic sound as before, but he felt severity in the undertone, like a teacher staring him down.
Wasn't it what he wanted? He and Nari--a tiny, white creature with crystal-like wings--had stumbled into each other one night in the woods when Alex thought he was the most alone. The Shade, ever seeping further into the land, threatened to catch him that night, and Nari, the very embodiment of light, had come to his rescue. She held the Shade back long enough for him to escape.
Since then, they had studied and fought the Shade together many times, here and there poking holes in its presence, saving others like himself from the powerful envelopment that could turn even the best creature into a beast and create a savage monster from any human.
At last, the embodiment of the Shade, the Lord of Vengeance, confronted Nari in the woods. Alex left her alone for this encounter, claiming that his human will would be too weak to counter the Shade's influence. Yes, this is what he had wanted, so why did he feel a chill now at the harshness of Nari's words?
He pictured her in his mind, her tender, flickering form facing down darkness itself, and grabbed the crystal he used to teleport to her. Hold on, he thought, hoping she could still hear him. I'm coming.
The voice came to Alex in the same high, melodic sound as before, but he felt severity in the undertone, like a teacher staring him down.
Wasn't it what he wanted? He and Nari--a tiny, white creature with crystal-like wings--had stumbled into each other one night in the woods when Alex thought he was the most alone. The Shade, ever seeping further into the land, threatened to catch him that night, and Nari, the very embodiment of light, had come to his rescue. She held the Shade back long enough for him to escape.
Since then, they had studied and fought the Shade together many times, here and there poking holes in its presence, saving others like himself from the powerful envelopment that could turn even the best creature into a beast and create a savage monster from any human.
At last, the embodiment of the Shade, the Lord of Vengeance, confronted Nari in the woods. Alex left her alone for this encounter, claiming that his human will would be too weak to counter the Shade's influence. Yes, this is what he had wanted, so why did he feel a chill now at the harshness of Nari's words?
He pictured her in his mind, her tender, flickering form facing down darkness itself, and grabbed the crystal he used to teleport to her. Hold on, he thought, hoping she could still hear him. I'm coming.
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Numbers
1600
The number of calories
Consumed today
131
What the scale says
That I currently weigh
100
A perfect flute score
Earning a hug from my father
3
The number of hugs last year
With which he could bother
6
The number of years
It's been since he died
82
The lowest grade on my report card
I cried
101
The number of non-accidental scars
Currently on my body
21
The number of roles
Which I've embodied
5
Written on the tag of jeans
I could not force myself to buy
4
The age when
I told my first lie
12.5
The number of crew hours
I have left at the least
150
The amount of money I need
For Beauty and the Beast
7
The
Literature
29
hair hot,rough against your face
the slender velodromes
,rushing down your cheeks (emotional
jetlag stiff,coineyed awake lonely
phones, three doors down, wretched december three ams
we lay beneath the skyline stretched
with winter veins :
breath ,and feel dusk sweep through your organs ,drown your soul
she always had heavy eyelids
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It's going to be okay.
I hear the bullets go through me before I feel them. I hear them tear through my body and burrow into the bookcase behind me. I may have screamed. I'm not sure. If I screamed, it was for Parker, not myself. One hits his chest, two in his stomach. I feel his blood splatter across my face, and feel my own pouring between my fingers as I press them against my side.
Stop bleeding. Stop bleeding.
I'm not sure where they hit me; it's just pain, just shaking, just his hand holding mine.
Another shot rings out, and I hear a grunt as Patrick falls
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