Silver Forked Skies And Cold Lightning

"There's a little song we've written true,
a trail of scars and broken lies,
I'd like to call you back from how the skies rolled black in the height
Aye, without a doubt in mind, we'll die in our night of fire,
in the night, in the fire, we'll die."

A story is supposed to rise, fall and rise again in preparation for the end. Mini isn't sure his will come back, all the cards he's been dealt. Maybe here, he'll find something worth living until he meets his end. Maybe.