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tonight was the night.
it was 6:03 pm, right in the centre of maë's star gazing session.
armie was excited, he couldn't wait to see her face as the shower ripped across the sky. she would be ecstatic.
and so, with a nod from helios and a wave of his hand, armie sent his gift.
a party of meteors that would form a beautiful night show for maë to watch.
beautiful shooting stars.
. . .
these would be the last moments armie ever laid eyes on her again.
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Armie
Short Storyhere is maë. girl. mortal. philosopher. harbinger of death. here is armie. boy. god. lover. armageddon. and here is the end of the world.
