Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
I once believed soft, warm, beautiful things could never flourish in an environment of hard concrete and cold, dark bricks.
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I once believed soft, warm, beautiful things could never flourish in an environment of hard concrete and cold, dark bricks.
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