"I see a red door and I want it painted black.
No colours anymore, I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes.
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes."
- The Rolling Stones
Samuel's perspective
I don't need them anyway.
They are but weights, anchors, anchors that hold back my potential.
There is no need for "friendship".
Not when you have power.
I let out a blast of energy from my hand into a large tree, leaving a crater in the center of the trunk, causing it to collapse towards me.
I let out another burst of energy into the falling tree incinerating it before it hit me.
It feels so good.
Drake wouldn't understand what it feels like.
None of them would.
I'll show them.
YOU ARE READING
The Adventures of Samuel: Episode I "Haunted Beginnings"
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