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Submitted to Contest #42
My gaze bore down at the helmet. I picked it up, holding the ebony glass eyes level with my bloodshot, red ones. Feeling the smooth surface of the cold metal, almost from that of a gun, a revelation seemed to beam through the dull shading of it, of scorched auburn and crow feather. I would not be able to change what they did, yet I could certainly make them burn in an eternal Hell for it. ...And that's just what I'll do. My legs hug a vintage motorcycle as its tires screech and burn upon the cracked pavement. I pull in the clutch and ...
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