if we are free.

[optic_martini]

Beyond where Dusk lays her hand to Joy's ivory throat-clasping as if in search of pulse or hot hide to prove the once-wretched wrath did once-exist- there is a clearing of decision. I have reached this clearing today. The purest, most enjoyed feeling I have experienced is my world, my own world. The moments of pure adrenaline when everything save your target is a blur. All that matters is this one task. This one thing. I have to make myself that thing. I am a thing wridden of hotblooded adolescent pride and spirit, and now, I have no one to hide that for.

Fuck everyone. Fuck everyone who's not %100 in it for you. 99.99 percent doesn't count.

I do what I want.