<•>Expired<•>

Phyre is a survivor. She doesn't feel remorse and sorrow. She learnt to stop a long time ago. She turns her back on anything that could burden her.

Of course, just like everyone she already has burdens, her secrets. Guilt and regret often bubble up inside her turning her blood into a potion and her skeleton into the shell of a cauldron.

Her mistakes have ruined her already, yet she continues to be careless. These mistakes have stolen every part of her that made her life worth living. Her baby brother, her parents, her best friend. She's learned to ignore her black hole of a past.

Her burdens and mistakes have left her all alone to fend for herself. She has not a single other soul to provide warmth to her cold, dead spirit. Sometimes she even asks herself if that's what she really wants.

So with that being said, is Phyre really a survivor? Maybe she's really just a loose canon, waiting to fire, and when she does it will kill her. She has great reflexes but she's far too naive for her own good. She has stamina but she's careless.

She's and old, abandoned building just waiting to implode.

She's not sure if she can make it on her own but she's also not sure if she wants somebody else to drag her down.

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I ABIDE BY THE LAWS OF THE GRAMMAR POLICE

Inspired by 'The Walking Dead'

Started<•>10-6-16

Warning!!!

<•>Cussing
<•>Gory
<•>Graphic

If any of those things either offend or disturb you do not read this book!!!