I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
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Death.
Falling, flying, spiralling, dying.
He was dying.
Again.
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He was moving down.
Falling down.
Down.
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Up.
He was ascending.
Floating, drifting, soaring, up.
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He fought,
and fought,
and fought,
but somewhere along the way,
though he doesn't know when,
he got lost,
he forgot
who he was,
and what
he was
always fighting for.
this is the redeemer's cross
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Redeemer's Cross
FanficHe was the villain in their history and now he had the chance to go back and fix it all. Still, when his enemy is himself it's easy to lose sight of his true purpose.
