Fiction

She lived on the edges of a small idyllic town in the country. It was quiet and safe, whre nothing of consequence really happened.

After a season of Sherlock was watched, the Indian Food ravenously consumed, and 1.5 pints of ice cream slowly savored, Cleo and Death had what could, in some other galaxy, be considered a conversation.

We got back around midnight. I have no idea what we were thinking, but it was great. It was just us, in the car, laughing and pretending the future wasn't always right behind us.

"Maybe..I was jealous of you. I don't know why. You always had what I didn't, but that wasn't your fault." I choked back more words that I didn't want to say, but my body coughed them out anyway. "Luna..I think I loved you.

The Eagle's claw is bright against the snowy wite of the man's shoulder. It wraps around a diamond so clear and smooth I can barly tell that it's there. A guard comes into the hallway, beconing fme forward.

"Hey! Are you done yet?" Ayden called to Asher. The sun was slowly setting over the landscape. The back alley they were in, however, was only lit by the faded streetlight at the very end of the alley.

"Look! Don't you see how the world is?! It's so wonderful and magical, why would you want to end it all?!"

title a reference to: evangelion's 'mother is the first other' symphony

"Do you remember her, Ravilo? Your mother?"
Murky dreams. Why had Julio asked me that..? Why did he need to know?

"Wild roses on a bed of leaves in the month of May
I think I wrote my own pain
Oh, don't you?"
- Of Monsters of Men, "Wild Roses"
"Where do you think I'll be in a few years?"

So similiar, yet so different.

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"What the hell was that for! You could've killed me!" His angry words came at me with a book. It smacked into the shelf behind me and fell to the floor.
I grinned. "But it didn't!"

When I woke up, there was someone sitting at the side of the bed.
"Acroste..?" I murmured blearily. As I wiped the last remnants of sleep from my eyes, they widened. "Oh..you're not him."