You know I still like you the most
The best of the best
There had been a twinge of guilt and nostalgia in his heart as he'd set off to the ruins with a bag of things from his cupboards, but Sam had pushed through it and continued to walk to their execution; holding onto everything was doing him no good and the paintings of his parents couldn't come out of the frame and berate him for making this choice, no matter how intensely his father's painted eyes still glared from the dusty image.
The ruins had plenty of large stone courtyards perfect for a small bonfire and was a location far less likely to upset his neighbours. A pile of dry wood he'd brought from the market on the bottom, all of his things on top (evenly spaced) and Sam threw a match from a distance, careful to step far back. It took a few tries, but eventually it caught and he retreated to a nearby but far enough wall to watch the flames.
Little orange embers running up into the purple-blue evening sky seemed far too calm for the precipice they were all stood on. Occasionally he would see through the fire the curling of a page bending up and crumbling away, an old wooden frame crack and fall; between these interruptions he sat with his chin in his hands and thought on his recent successes and failures and the ones to come.
The ruins had plenty of large stone courtyards perfect for a small bonfire and was a location far less likely to upset his neighbours. A pile of dry wood he'd brought from the market on the bottom, all of his things on top (evenly spaced) and Sam threw a match from a distance, careful to step far back. It took a few tries, but eventually it caught and he retreated to a nearby but far enough wall to watch the flames.
Little orange embers running up into the purple-blue evening sky seemed far too calm for the precipice they were all stood on. Occasionally he would see through the fire the curling of a page bending up and crumbling away, an old wooden frame crack and fall; between these interruptions he sat with his chin in his hands and thought on his recent successes and failures and the ones to come.
and the worst of the worst
You'll always be my favorite ghost
SAMuEL
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