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Death Note Redeemer: Jan. 28thOver.
After 6 years, it was over. Not as planned, not really-Matsuda wasn't supposed to shoot, if he'd miscalculated anything it was that. Damnit. Of all people to fuck things up at the last moment, it had to be Matsuda typical.
Near's voice broke over the headset:
"Kira's on foot-" he said dully. "The task force insisted on going after him."
"How bad?" was his own flat reply.
"Leave him, he's not going to survive this."
"I make the decisions," and it had been that way for a while now-a power struggle already. The boy was 19, barely on the field, but the threat was in his tense stubborn, silence-there would be a break between them-it was coming. Mello may have been right all these years.
"Which direction did he head in?"
"West along the pier," Near replied. "They'll find him eventually, or what's left of him. He'll bleed out-" but Near didn't have to finish, because Light's figure was suddenly stumbling into the doorway, covered in blood, panting, exhausted, drained, suit smear
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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