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The Show Must Go On
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Turning the corner had almost been like a switch. Their passions cooled a little, but not completely. It never really did when they were close to each other. But Connor's words mimicked very near to her own thoughts. Ayden smiled. "Someplace warm and sunny."
Not cold and dreary like her in Moscow.

Ayden embraced her gift and could feel the world brighten. She wasn't about to let some hunter get the best of her. She carried a gun of course, but this was no place to be shooting at random people. That was when Ayden heard the advertisement on the billboard they passed. "These individuals are always young men and women; approximately thirty years or younger. They may be your neighbors, your friends, or your family. They are linked to the Sickness, and the Sickness linked to their genetics. Thus, it is believed the infection is not an infection at all, but rather a manifestation of these powers poisoning their system until it acclimates. Some individuals survive this process; others succumb."


"And I am one of them."


Ayden recognized Ascendancy and she completely stopped staring at the sign that was replaying the announcement he'd made only moments ago. He had just outed every single person out there, and incriminated himself. Before it had all be speculation, but now, the leader of most of the world was claiming to one of these so-called gods as Nox had called her. A fucking god! And now they were no longer a secret.

Ayden stole a glance behind her wondering if that Atharim prick caught this too...
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[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 11-02-2015, 04:22 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 11-03-2015, 08:22 AM
[No subject] - by Armande - 11-03-2015, 11:26 AM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 11-04-2015, 10:50 AM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 11-05-2015, 02:06 PM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 11-09-2015, 03:03 PM
[No subject] - by Armande - 11-16-2015, 05:08 PM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 11-18-2015, 05:29 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 12-09-2015, 09:52 AM
[No subject] - by Armande - 04-16-2016, 01:32 AM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 04-23-2016, 03:38 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 04-25-2016, 09:14 AM
[No subject] - by Armande - 05-16-2016, 11:24 AM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 06-09-2016, 03:24 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 06-13-2016, 12:28 PM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 06-20-2016, 12:21 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 06-20-2016, 02:41 PM
[No subject] - by Armande - 06-20-2016, 03:03 PM
[No subject] - by Connor Kent - 07-08-2016, 12:00 PM
[No subject] - by Ayden - 07-11-2016, 10:55 AM

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