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Burns rhymeAre you familiar with the legend of a boy named Cilan Burns?If not, it's a story that is easily learned.It starts with a mother which was ill,and a son that seeked for help up until,a man by the name James Alexander presented himself,no coincidence could be as greater, as you could tell.a father burried beneath a growing debt,such horrors to which that situation has led.the boy soon became a prey to a group of five,a fateful encounter that assured him his death would soon arrive.limbs shred to pieces, an exterior to no longer be regocnized,a hand reached out to help to be seen as an unsuspected prize.cursed with the ability to find no peace with his end,the boy had found within the demonic pact a faitful friend.tormented by his desire to act out the soiled beauty that is revenge,the child had no effort to find the sinners he would sense.And although they got what they had coming for them,the boy still had no tranquility to grasp for in the end.fear not, for the dem
Incorrigible. | #.69 | VANIRIOUSSThat evening.Evan moved in closer, pressing his large body harder against Luis' smaller one, before stripping himself of his jacket. He automatically walked over to the white leather couch in the living room, ready to throw the piece of clothing on its back support, when he saw the sleeping form of Jonathan Dennis Barker. With Luis on his tail, the Asian-Canadian spoke to him in a whispering tone. "Is he not sleeping well?" Luis had already taken his jacket and disposed of it in the hallway. "Why'd you ask that?" He asked as he made his way back into the living room. It wasn't yet dark outside, but the formerly clear skies were trading places with a pallet of darker shades. He heard Evan sneak through the living room, trying his hardest to keep himself from waking the sleeping beauty that had claimed the couch as his throne. Once both men found their way to the kitchen, Luis closed the slide door separating the living room from the kitchen, whilst Evan seated himself. "He's slee
Incorrigible. | #.68 | VANIRIOUSSAccelerated breathing, excited shrieks and a deep voice mumbling. It wasn't clear if he was addressing himself or the two dogs, but neither parties seemed to care in the end. Jonathan dragged his worn Converses down the tiled hallway, the metal loops on the leashes clashing against each other with each swinging motion his body made. His messy chestnut hair dripped down the sides of his face, and his dry lips in need of some lip balm. Barks soon resounded as both bulldogs recognized the black Nikes of their owner, resting on the carpet that carried the small wooden coffee table. Snorting and moaning, they ran past the North Carolinian man, to be welcomed into the arms of a half blood Hispanic one. Smiling widely, Luis bent down to pet the two animals, pitching his voice to the one he used to be so adored for. "There they are! My little babies!"Jonathan made his way into the kitchen, hanging the two leashes in their respective places, before turning around to face the giant, in post-its
Incorrigible. | #.67 | VANIRIOUSSLuis watched as David deposited his bags in the trunk of his black Volvo. The harsh sunlight reflected onto the metals, bouncing off the chrome and underlining the few parts of modified and hardened plastic on the sides. The weather had been especially unforgiving, the rays gaining in heat every three hours, or so it felt. A collection of small beads of sweat had gathered on David's forehead, which he hastily wiped away. His short strands of black hair drooped down his temples, his cheeks acquired a faint shade of red. Disparo and Severo's barks echoed through the kitchen, after which Luis grabbed the nearest shoe and threw it at the living room door. For a moment the dogs went silent, but that had only been short lived, and the loud symphony of barks continued. A white, pretty much worn out Nike sneaker rested on the floor, next to a closed living room door. The laces discolored, covered in mud and other vile substances that had most likely been picked up as they trekked through life.