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No Such Thing as Super-Heroes
Aug. 30th, 2015 06:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
midst_of_threadsThere 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.
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.
