The theatre is ruined. Pieces of concrete and burnt wood litter the streets for weeks, leaving the sour memories as debris around the place. Until one night, when every last piece disappears. It becomes lost to history. The newspapers don't stop talking about Strangelove's mysterious death. They forget Eudora. They leave out the magic people.
'Look! Look at that!' A young woman pulls her boyfriend to the newspaper stand at London Bridge train station. He sighs at her enthusiasm, 'Strangelove's dead!'
'Strangelove's gone?'
The questions are endless.
'Do you think those people who escaped are dead too?'
'Who killed her?'
'Or what killed her?'
'Do you think it was one of them?'
It's an endless stream of questions. Niall gets interviewed. He claimed that "he didn't see anything" and it was "a terrible accident". He covers for Kristoffer but doesn't mention Eudora, again. As you watch on TV, you may notice that his eyes are sunken, his hair has grown out, his mouth is turned down, bruises and cuts on his cheeks and hands. You can only wonder why. You're clueless. You're clueless until you read my story. One of wonder and reality, terror and love, passion and hatred. Envy the love, yonder for the burning on your back, yearn for the aggressive kiss of death or the tender feeling of love. It all lies in a page cut from a tree, cut from our ecosystem. Or a row of pixels, burning into your eyes and brain. I encourage you to go out and fight.
Run and fight tooth and nail. Return victorious or do it until you win.
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Born To Die Part Two - The Charm Of A Conflict
ActionTW: Gory/injury detail, self harm references The world has wound up in hatred of magic. Not genetic, just a curse. When Kristoffer Piercebridge goes through with his plans of taking his old friends back to the AMI, how will they escape from this pre...
