Piper had come with his meal today.
Dark Ace glared sullenly from his cell.
"You're sulking," She observed.
"Huh."
"I read it."
"Still hopeful?" he bit out.
"Well… yes."
"You misplace your hope."
"No one is beyond help."
"I don't want your help."
"But-"
"You're wasting your time."
She stood. Considered. After a moment, she approached the cell. Keeping her eyes on him, she knelt and pushed the worn little book across the threshold beneath the bars.
"I read it," She said again, "But maybe you should read it too."
It sat there, mocking him, for hours after she left.
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Author's Note: Total word count: 100