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Summary: They were a family, a team, so much more than anything anyone could think of. They were Team Seven, and these are their stories.
Summary of Chapter: She wants to burn.
"You are so very empty, darling." He whispers in the night, placing an icy hand on her sunken cheek, "So very, very empty indeed."
(and that is how he likes her – empty and broken and starving for his attention)
Her apple-grass lashes flutter over her starlight eyes and she smiles, "Will you give me something to fill me?"
(she wants to burst like sunlight and explode in a presence that no one can ignore)
He nuzzles into her neck and purrs darkly, "Oh? What do you wish for? Diamonds for the tears falling down your cheeks," His hand pets the area just beneath her eye, "Perhaps emeralds for your eyes of thought and light, my love," He passes a hand over her eyes and they shut as if by magic. She smiles deeply, making her face seem stretched and taut against her bleached bones.
She whispers, "Love. I want to fill with love, so as to burn."
(her heart stutters in her chest because there is a memory somewhere in her mind that fills with blackened eyes and thick blonde hair and a mask that does not come down)
And he laughs – a harsh, grating sound – pulling her to his room and shows her the false meaning of love.
(and she does burn but it is not for love, it is for freedom and light and things he has kept her from, because she is the moth and he is the flame and she will burn –
– ashes to ashes we all fall down.)
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