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Gaze upon the ember eye, you're mesmerized
Ashes falling from the sky, eternal gray
The flame of chaos never dies, it justifies
Open wounds can never scar
Do you think you'll know who you are?
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Bellamy is perfectly fine. The piece of wood merely knocked him down for a minute.
By now, Murphy and four others are gone. They're chasing after Charlotte, Finn, and Clarke.
Skye grabs his hand and pulls him up. "C'mon."
She leads him out the gate and into the woods. She lets go of his hand and the two walk in silence for a while, listening for any sounds.
"Skye." Bellamy walks behind her.
"Skye." She doesn't answer him.
"Skye! Please." He grabs her arm and turns her around to face him.
"What?" She says avoiding his eyes.
"I'm sorry."
She scoffs. "Please."
He takes his hand and tilts her head to face him. "I'm serious. I'm sorry. You aren't to blame. I shouldn't have yelled like that."
She backs away from his grip. "Whatever."
He pulls her arm, dragging her closer to him. "Was Murphy telling the truth?"
She almost loses her balance, so she sets her arms on his shoulders to stabilize herself. She sighs. "Yes."
He wraps his arms around her waist. He is quiet for a moment. He nods. "I get it."
She looks him in his eye now. "How did we go from what happened in your tent, to you screaming at me and hanging Murphy in a matter of minutes?"
He sighs. "I don't know."
Her mind tells her to back away from him and keep looking for Charlotte, but her heart tells her something different.
The air is cool. His arms protect her.
He holds her tighter.
She goes to say something when she hears a twig snap. Bellamy quickly lets go of Skye and reaches for his knife.
Another twig snaps and he wheels around to find a terrified Charlotte.
She tries to run but Skye grabs her by her sides, picking her up.
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Skye & Earth ||| Bellamy Blake
Fanfiction"The sky is the source of light in nature and governs everything." -John Constable 97 years after a nuclear apocalypse killed everything on Earth, the last surviving space station sends down 100 juvenile delinquents to see if Earth is survivable. S...
