Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Jun 5, 2008 3:20:51 GMT 7
I looked down at that pistol in my lap. I remember the day I threatened by brother to make me that gun. Six chambers. A decorated revolver. It was amazing. I never missed a target with it. I threw it. I threw it down that clock tower I was sitting on. This was the place where it all started with her and the place that lead to me being broken. I decided to tear it down. So in a flash of black and red lightning the tower fell and I watched over it burning in the flames.
"Hmph.. have I gotten weaker?"
"Hmph.. have I gotten weaker?"
