The sunglasses were clutched in his hand. His trademark, his identity, all a small piece of plastic that could be crushed as easily as the heart of a naive boy, watching the one piece of life he cared about be stabbed with a weapon that was supposed to be defending him.
Everyone and everything betrays.
He looked up at himself in the mirror, his vermillion eyes mocking him.
"DAMMIT!" he screamed, taking a half-hearted swing at the mirror.
Yet another thing that was fragile, protected by nothing but the fact that it was a bearer of truth.
The shades were set down with utmost care. Dave was making them a promise.
The moment that they betrayed him, would be their last.
His throat gave a small, yearning tug. Slowly, Dave turned to face the real truth.
A crow, a beautiful, enduring creature, lying on the ground, its eyes upturned towards the sky in one last attempt to soar.
The shame that was felt, was boundless, yet it was a shame that was held in the arms of temptation.
It was so easy to kill.
It was so easy to drink.
It was easy to feel remorse.
But it was hard to watch.
It took Dave not two minutes, before the bird, beautiful, enduring, now nothing but a husk of skin, bone, and feathers.
The only thing that Dave felt, was the light touch of apples on his tongue.
His only regret was that he didn't have a straw.
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