Game Over

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"Game Over"

The dark haired man smirked, "Game over." He said. The golden boy sitting on top of him smiled almost sadly.

"This is a game neither of us would win anyway." The flowered sword shot toward the man on the ground as the other snapped his fingers sending spirals of flame toward the boy. Blood fueled the fire that he had set and they burned. Holding each other in a tight embrace as the fire surrounded them, and as they turned to nothing but ash and dust and blood.

"Game Over" I think, was a writing about the futility of maybe war, duels or combat. No one ever wins through violence, there is always something to loose by both sides.


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