All he did was stare at himself, a fire rising inside of him. These type of things would happen to Peter occasionally, this time the control was lost. He sank to the ground and when the tears finally escaped so did his screams. Peter wondered in the back of his mind where these screams had come from, he'd always been quiet but now he asked himself where in the world did he loose his voice. Where in the world were those echos that haunted him? Peter cried and cried and for a moment that's all he could do. Every tear was like a blade coming out of his eye. The mirror never broke though, it looked at him with disdain for all his cower. There was no bower for Peter, he embraced those screams and shouted louder. He went out onto his balcony and gazed at the caliginous sky, no stars and no moon, just pure darkness. He looked above the sky. The wind was faint that night, but even in his loudest desperation the wind didn't fail to whisper to him one last time,
"Vincent is waiting for you."
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Scarlet Eyes and Raven Dies
RomanceTwo boys face the challenges of love in their small hometown in England. Peter and Vincent, who are inseparably linked by their love, go through the hardships of having to love someone in secret. "...they were two lost souls who carried daggers in...
