they watched as copious amounts of dust particles danced in the sunshine streaming through the gap she’d made with the open door. there she stood, there she breathed and moved, stepping in like a swift wind. moving around the startled attendants of the would be apocalypse with an almost regal air in her step. she came to a stop then and faced them, gun cocked in place, an amused smile spreading like butter across her face, ‘What?’ she sifted through the eyes before her, ‘you actually thought i could die?
i feel more alive than ever. ’ a playlist for claire bennet.

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