Time goes so fast when you are fighting for your life

by NyssaFire

Reyna looks back on some firsts in her life. Angst. Character death. One sided Jeyna and Preyna.

Time goes so fast when you are fighting for your life. It's almost like you are twelve again. When you see him for the first time. You know the tall boy with the shining blond hair and electric blue eyes. The first person you met at your new home.

You are thirteen again. When you fall for him for the first time. You know, the tall boy with the shining blond hair and electric blue eyes. The first person you met at your new home, your best friend, your crush.

You are fourteen again. When you become Reyna the Praetor for the first time, with him. You know, the tall boy with the shining blond hair and electric blue eyes. The first person you met at your new home, your best friend, your crush, your fellow Praetor.

You are fifteen again. When you kiss him for the first time. You know, the tall boy with the shining blond hair and electric blue eyes. The first person you met at your new home, your best friend, your crush, your fellow Praetor, your almost boyfriend.

Time goes so fast when you are fighting for your life. It's almost like you are twelve again. When you see him for the first time. You know, the tall boy with the windswept black hair and the bright green eyes. The first person you want to get revenge on.

You are sixteen again. When you see him for the second time. You know, the tall boy with the windswept black hair and bright green eyes. The first person you wanted to get revenge on, the first person you gave a second chance.

You are sixteen again. When you become Reyna the Praetor for the first time with a different person, him. You know the tall boy with the windswept black hair and bright green eyes. The first person you wanted revenge on, the first person you gave a second chance, the first person who made you reconsider your feelings.

You are sixteen again. When you got outright rejected by him. You know, the tall boy with the windswept black hair and bright green eyes. The first person you wanted revenge on, the first person you gave a second chance, the first person who made who reconsider your feelings, the first person who made you hate your confidence.

Time goes fast when you are fighting for your life. You are sixteen now. When you die for them. You know, the tall boy with the shining blond hair and electric blue eyes, the tall boy with windswept black hair and bright green eyes, the tall boy with the short dark hair and the intense dark eyes, the short boy with the curly dark hair and the mischievous dark eyes, the short boy with the long black hair and the deep black eyes, the pretty girl with the silky brown hair and kaleidoscope eyes, the girl with curled blond hair and the knowledge filled grey eyes, and the short girl with the curly dark hair and the golden eyes. The first and only people you died for.