Blisters
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Last published Thu, Jan 10, 2019
"You saw this, didn't you?" I managed to articulate through heavy breathing. "You saw it this time, please say you did-" The blond and brunette looked at each other before looking back at me, they could see it in each other's faces as well.
"I did," the brunette was first to respond. His grey eyes were cloudy with confusion, but he looked at me as he said it. Grey met grey and I felt immense gratitude to his presence.
"Me too," the blond finally said. I could see her trembling fingers clasping and unclasping but they soon moved to my shoulder. "I'm with you in this." The brunette said nothing else, I could tell he was already thinking of our next move. I found my voice once more.
"I don't know how but I have to end this. I need to put this fire down once and for all." then I saw the smoke.
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