http://pkloveomega.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pkloveomega.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs 2008-07-12 07:54 am (UTC)

"...My... my mom..."

Seven years. It had been seven years.
Why did it still hurt so much?
He remembered it so vividly. Why couldn't he say it?
That horrible roar. Scales and steel. She'd... the way she'd screamed... Being pulled two different ways -- run away, come back -- and fire all around. Years later, he hadn't forgotten how his eyes stung and he couldn't breathe and--
Seven years.

Lucas pressed a hand to his chest, gripping the front of his shirt in a tense fist. "A... an accident. Forest fire." His voice was small and strained when he finally replied, eyes cast downward.

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