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She smiled coyly at me…”I don’t appreciate your attitude.”

How was I to know that the end of all things was in her grasp. Sitting atop an aerie perch, she smiled at me.

My heart beat ice through my veins and the endless degree to which my fear increased as she drew nearer is indescribable. Appreciation.

A joke of a word when taken out of context. Simple, simple…

appreciate…what is there left to appreciate at the end of the world, sarcasm? Please.

I have fought long enough and hard enough, and still, she smiles at me. My beating heart grows still.

Fire, and then…

New life waits on the other side of mirrors

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