fader2011 [2015-08-01 09:54:13 +0000 UTC]
The boy stood there on the rooftop, his own eyes locked with two points of fire. The stars might have had time to shift in their constellations while he stood there, agonizing over the decision...
...that wouldn't...
...change.
The boy's eyes flickered once to the stars above; and then he looked at the phoenix.
"Not yet," the boy said in a voice hardly audible. "Not yet. There's too much else I have to do...."
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