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Trading Flies for Burning Lies II

Was watching the fire fight to stay alive, sparks bursting with every dying heartbeat it can muster… Took the flame in my hands and swallowed it whole, “There.. You’re safe and sound now.. You can burn in my belly forever.”

The wolf-killer looked at me and whispered, “That can’t save you, you know… This story isn’t even about you.”

The beast was here all along…