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Crap Night, JackEveryone I came across seemed so depressed. I guessed it was just an effect of the constant rain for the last five weeks.
I kept walking, it was getting late, and it was still a long way to Serat.
It got later as I continued to walk, the sky turning an even darker shade of grey, as night crept closer.
There werent many people out and about now, and those who were all looked to be heading home. The longer I walked the less of them there seemed to be, and soon enough, I was alone, walking through the rain.
Still more rain, I wondered if it was ever going to let up. I could smell something burning, a fair way off.
For now I
Jackie Sared-Nocturnal for nowI stood on top of a building, high above the ground below. I could see lights far off, most likely they were fires from the front lines miles away.
A soft breeze swept over me, rustling my hair and clothes, it seemed that night was the only peaceful time.
I jumped down to the next level of the building, and slid down the tilted walls to the ground level.
Maybe I could sleep in tonight.
Every Angel Deserves a Child"I can't feel the unfurling of my wings, Daddy."
I was not her father. I had entered her life when she was two years old, and she called me Daddy since she never knew her real father. Her mother's death two years ago made me the sole, living parent of an eleven-year-old, and I never felt like I was the right person for the job.
"What do you mean, Asrin?"
"Mom always said that when puberty started I would be the swan that emerged from the ugly duckling. She said I would be able to fly gracefully towards my dreams. But, I don't feel it."
As much of a woman as she was becoming, she was still a child. I wanted to answer her question, but I really had a hard time discussing her blossoming womanhood in the middle of a laundromat. Her pretty eyes were pleading with me, but I told her we'd talk later.
Janet had told Asrin a lot of things before she succumbed to the cancer. The last week or so of Janet's life were morphine-induced fantasy, I think.
Janet and I had met during c
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