Rematch
Everyone’s perceptions of their environment and events that occur in it are different. Like memory, it can be influenced, even altered or rewritten. Sometimes by other people, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Often times, by us—the very person experiencing, well, whatever we happen to be experiencing. The night my family died has haunted my dreams since that very minute. The sight of my father’s broken body. My mother’s, simply collapsed where she’d stood, with ash and debris collecting on her. And Valko’s, twisted and broken and burned beyond recognition as anything but a person whose end had come with terrible wrath and suffering. All of it backlit by an eerie green glow I now know was dragonfire and a pair of fearsome orange eyes with vertically slit pupils. I’ve always bee
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