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Perhaps the most troubling thing was the worry, always the worry. Their eyes would weep and their brows would furrow, utterly confused and devastated that they could not fix you. You were something broken, beyond any reasonable doubt, and they needed to repair you into to any fragment of glory, regardless of the glass still embedded into your skin. Yes, he decided. The worry was the most troublesome. They sit upon stone and fires, feasting upon blades. The travel through mountains of rough terrain and past the jeering heavens. They still long enough for death to swim past Them, and breathe water to tear down soft flesh with calloused fingers. They carry cloth to shadow Their chest and bone so that They may shape it with jagged teeth, attacking mindlessly, lest someone rob Them of Pride. They are not barren. He was, of course, surrounded by these creatures. He stood and waited, watching with bated breath as they moved. Ruthless, yet agile, a grace unknown even by Them, though They never even friended interest when it was not for Their own gain. At Birth, he knew nothing of Them. At Then, he knew all about Them. At Age, he was one of Them.
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Blade's eyes turned cold. Like a dark colored ocean that just froze. He took a frightening step forward so now his face was only inches from my face, even with his height, making my breath hitch in my throat. I could no longer breath. No longer see people repeatedly walking past my house. No longer hear those birds in the tree that were begging me to run. I could only see his dark blue eyes that held so much danger and anger. I could only hear his rapid breathing and even his fast heartbeat. I was just that dazed into his stare.... more like glare. "Is there someone else?" he said so low no one could hear but me. And I heard him. So clearly. I heard the threat telling me to say yes for he can make whoever the competition is disappear. I heard the anger he held behind his low tone. I heard the jealousy beyond anything. That was what clouded over everything. "N-no," I stuttered. I'm angry to admit I was scared. How he towered over me didn't make it any better. Standing proudly at maybe a 6'4 or 6'5. While I stood at a 5'5. He scanned my face trying to look for any sign of me lying. And when he backed up I knew he couldn't find one because what I said was indeed true. To be honest there was only him. And it seems like that is what it will always be. The all famous gang leader and tough girl, cross paths. He hates disrespect and that's what she's all about. How do you think this will all play out in the end?

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