No Such Thing as Super-Heroes

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There is someone in her forest.

Flynn runs her hand over her creature's back, and then sends it fluttering away into the trees with a flick of her wrist.


Her first creation, her guardian, lets out a small growl.
"I know," Flynn says.
"Go. Get rid of them."

It slinks into the forest, feline features molded from broken glass.
It quickly vanishes from site and Flynn pushes down a flash of loneliness.

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[unadalturedstrength]

"I mean with that crazy monster lady," Gabe says "You are not like this, even if you were just trying to draw information out of her.

He turns around and lets the hot water hit him in the face.

"I almost think you don't care." He adds mockingly.