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Arthur was nothing.

He didn't know how long he'd been falling for.

While the spikes only seemed to be a short distance below, it felt like he'd been falling for minutes. Maybe hours.

Did it even matter anymore?

Lewis had been alone. For months, he(more)
Allura's skin had gone ashen in the flickering, reflected light of the old television. Keith had left the set on for background noise before he'd closed the door to the motel room behind him; it remained on the channel he'd set it on, replaying some ancient budget horror movie(more)