Yours,
Det, aka A.B.H. Heydon


RageRage Every part of me burns with anger. I can feel it, like my blood is boiling inside of my veins. Muscles tighten, and I feel as though I can break down buildings with my fists alone. At every corner of my vision, I see red, glowing, pulsating, as if the whole world around me is one, big alarm. Reality is on fire, and I can feel it flowing through me.Rage
And then I fall. Back first into the water, eyes shut tight. I can feel it envelope me, encase me in its grasp. An ocean of fury, a tyrant sea of rage, boiling all around, and yet I float on inside of it, able to breath, able to see, unable to move. The heat pour over me, I


FlowerSomehow, once upon a time no longer rang out in this land. It had been only a few years sense he had left, but so much had changed. What had once been home to many a great splendor, now lay in ruins as he had left it. The phantom visage of what had been still lingered, the same ghosts walked across the fields, but none of it was real. It had been, if only to him. Echoes from those days whispered deep into his ears, memories rushing back. He hadnt left like he had planned, only moved to a different part of the country. Then moved again, and again, settling in one spot long enough to create a new life, and then leave it. Nothing hadFlower
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