Chapter 1

Lonan

The stained glass window shattered easily under the impact of his fist. Shards stuck in his hand, blood trickling down and dripping onto the floor. The sound of it seemed to be magnified in the silence of the room. He feared she would awaken from the sound. But she didn’t. Nor did the sound of his heavy boots snapping the glass formerly depicting an ascending angel awaken her. It wasn’t until the rustle of the lace bed curtains did she stir in her sleep. He looked down on the sleeping woman nestled under the heavy blankets. Her thick black hair shone under the light of the moon and her skin was washed of all color, making her seem pale.

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Chapter 3: Yoga

Four Years Before

Adam

There was something wrong with Emily. He could always tell. He wasn’t sure if it was a twin thing or if it was because they were so close. Whenever she was stressed, she had this massive vein on her forehead that seemed to pulsate out of her brain. Adam named him Bob. Today, Bob was giving “fuck off” signals to everyone where they were eating brunch.

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Chapter 1: The Fall

Adam

He couldn’t feel his arms. Looking up the face of the wall was almost enough to make him quit. Looking back the way he came gave him vertigo. It felt like his mind was in overdrive. He could hear the loud song of a bird in the treetops beside him and all he could think was that he wished it would shut up, maybe a pinecone fall on its head, something. Was that too much to ask?

“Tension!” he shouted to Emily. He hoped that she wouldn’t have to keep the break on the belay system for long. He was not going to fall.
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Chapter 1: Julian

The town is burning. The flames lick up the sides of the old brick structures, the reaching flames trying to find anything that would burn. The light breeze blows the choking smoke in the direction of London. Every last man, woman, child, and household pet are surely nothing but smoldering ash by now. I slowly stroll along the stone pathway that manages to encapsulate the whole town, taking in my most recent exploit. My feet kick a few bits of stray rubble. The noise of it echoes around me in the silence left in the wake of the terror. I would never let anyone escape.

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