It was Burning Day.
Even the fiercest warrior gets weary
Her heart stopped for a solid six minutes before the weary doctors zapped it into beating again.
He closed his eyes and he could still see her, beautiful and unmoving.
When the only exciting thing people talked about was when the former mayor’s wife ran away with the artist commissioned to paint the town hall mural twenty years ago, people are bored.
There was a prickling feeling along his spine.
That voice. Deep, gravely, somewhat raspy. And suddenly the quietly confident man in a suit disappeared.
He can’t remember when he fell in love with her.
"You don’t really think we come to this world only once do you? We all have a long past."
"There are just too many people and too little plagues to handle them."