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kingslayer - lycan - son of wraiths; the
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The Beginning. . .
He was still a boy when the snake first visited his dreams. He saw only flashes of scales, a soft underbelly, a striking gold eye. He was still a boy when he stood before the still, feathered ribcage of a freshly gone wren, when his mother found him weeping over the little life lost ( empathy was something Zakariah was born with and, like most things in one’s youth, could not keep ). She’d dried his tears, smiled at her only son, then damned him with what was meant to be a mother’s comfort. Her words were the spark, and Zakariah’s wick would burn everlasting.
She’d said, “Death comes for all things, child. All things but you.”
Realization that his was the loneliest life of all set like frostbite in his chest. He was born immortal. Amongst sun-bleached bones and sand sweltering beneath the sun’s attention, Zakariah still shivered - for despite the fact that he was born the colors of midsommar, he was cold. Cold post the wren, with a snake settled in his skull.
The Middle. . .
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The End. . .
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