their backs rest on the smooth, grassy earth when she tells him about her 'hidden abilities'.
voice low and eyes dim, she muttered to him about the light she is able to produce in the night when the city is sleeping. she touched the green on the ground and whispered how she can create life, wondering if she may be able to make death as well.
"we can't toy with death, lily," he whispered.
she looked at him and embarrassedly smiled.
"it was only a thought, sev."
thoughts are a manipulative abstract of ourselves, he had thought. they shape us.
he smiled at her and replied, "well I can do what you can do too."
the grin on her face was blinding like a flash on a camera. he returned it.
"i can prove it."
and with concentration, he focused all of him on the lily flower she had made and watched it wither.
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severe + s.s. & l.e.
Fanfictionhis love was deadly. ¦ a seven part short story ¦ warning: this story is really shitty and short; it's a product of procrastination and poor time management
