Wish
Fury makes me blind, and I grab him by the lapels of his shirt, lifting him in the air as if he weighs nothing.
Instead of fear in his eyes, I see a black rage.
The air around us is changing, shifting, and I can feel my body grow hot, a strange heat filling me, warping me.
And then my hand makes contact with the vault door.
Screams.
A thousand echoing screams in my head.
Rivers of blood.
A sky that has no sun, an unnatural red.
So much evil.
So much darkness.
There’s something moving toward me at a speed that is too fast to avoid.
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