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Fate's IronyA wisp of dying smoke writhes through the dawn. Briefly flitting before my blood-filled vision, it swills my senses in acridness.

I pause. And take a deep breath, filling my cracked lungs to their screeching brim. The smoke stings; perhaps this will be the last breath I can withstand. But I don't care. In my mind, I reach out and out, towards the pain, because it means to me only one thing: victory.

~~~~~

It started with the end.

"I'm glad you're here."

He didn't smile back; he usually did. I clapped his back; he didn't react. Instead, he breathed tremulously out into the frosty, night air.

"What's the matter?" He didn't look at me. No,

by ~Lufa in Fantasy

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