"And in the end, you will have to sit and watch your world burn down with the fire that you started. Everyone you love, every single little meaningless one of them, will die and it will all be your fault. Wouldn't it have been easier, darling, if you'd just given in when you could?"
No emotion was clear to her. This was what she imagined. Night after night, this empty void she fell into of the day she lost the start of her dreams. Fire came crashing in -- relentless. When would she wake up. I mean REALLY wake up. ~Rachel Beth Denney