It's Worth It. It's Worth Giving Up

I Stared. "canadian Satanists? You're Sending Me To A Group Of Canadian Satanists?

Maybe You're Graduating From Fireballs To Lightning Bolts," Adrian Suggested. "i Bet It'd Be A Lot Like Throwing Ninja Stars. Except, Well, You Could Incinerate People.

I Want You To Break The Spell. Finish It Off.” "what Do You Mean?” "the Spell You Did On Me And Dimitri.” "that Spell Is Done. It Burned Itself Out.” I Shook My Head. "no. I Keep Thinking About Him. I Keep Wanting To…” He Smiled Knowingly When I Didn't Finish. "my Dear, That Was Already There, Long Before I Set That Up.

I Loved You!" He Yelled. He Jumped Up Out Of His Chair So Quickly I Never Saw It Coming. "i Loved You, And You Destroyed Me. You Took My Heart And Ripped It Up.

We Studied Our Angels For A Few Moments More, Looking At Where We Had Lain Side By Side In That Sweet, Quiet Moment. I Wished What I’d Said Was True, That We Had Truly Left Our Mark On The Mountain. But I Knew That After The Next Snowfall, Our Angels Would Disappear Into The Whiteness And Be Nothing More Than A Memory.