πππ£πππ πππ π¨π€ π½ππ₯π ππ€ π ππ£π¦ππ πππ€π₯π£ππ€π€. So when his people fail on a mission of survival, he runs. And he can't look back, lest grief's flaming talons burn his lungs to ashes. He lets himself fall to Her, and goes limp in her grasp. But even something so cruel can feel pity.All Rights Reserved