Epilogue

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Alejandro

Standing in front of hundreds of people. Waiting for the moment,my father worked so hard for.

I fiddled with the old Egyptian medial necklace,with my family name engraved on it in a serif style.

My abuelo gave it to me in my eighteenth birthday.

Seventeen years of training. Normally people in this shit hole place,graduate at eighteen.

But,for us...the flame keepers,It's different.
We have a special training.

We hear secrets,other members can't hear,we know things other members can't know.

being a flame keeper,means keeping your mouth shut no matter what.

You die for the flame.

Standing on the big platform.
In the main institute garden,with three other members from other circles.

Not giving a shit,at my trainer's speech.

the only thing on my mind was her.

Her messy brown curly hair,her sun kissed skin,her brown eyes with a small flick of green in them.

She was gorgeous.

But...I can't have her.

I shouldn't even look at her,I shouldn't even though of her,while reading poetry.

Fuck. I shouldn't get hard In the shower,thinking about her.

She is not mine,and can't be mine.

But what can I say...

The forbidden fruits,always tastes better.

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