Chapter 24
Torch sat on the hard ground, stretch his arms to his sides, his facing the sky as sunlight brushed against his face. He had driven Light point first on the ground beside him. His face held a rare smile, his eyes were closed; he was having his moment. He can hear someone was calling him, faintly; he cannot hear clearly, his mind was distant. There was a storm of fire raging within him. The power of the sun. The atmosphere was rubbed raw with Radiation. Torch was entitled to enjoy the luxury of Daylight, to hold so much Radiation it threaten to burn everything around him. Still, he was thirsty to hold more. If he was alone, he might have. If he was not three miles from Draco, he was sure to be tempted. Torch was certain there was only so much Light can do for him and his Radiation. How st
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