Grace could only look up at Matt confused and weak, unable to move almost as she breathed in deeply; painfully as she stared at Matt, "Pandora...but.." whispered Grace, lightly, "destroyed...fire....Jake..." mumbled Grace, shivering weakly, cold due to the air, her eyes blurring once more as she tried to re-gain some control or what control she had but she was tired; oh so very tired and the memories that sworn her mind; ate at her soul and her heart; the last she saw of Pandora or what she could remember was fire; everything burning, she couldn't understand; how was this possible? Tiredly, she moved, leaning into Matt weakly, "Pandora is gone..I saw it burn." whispered Grace, closing her eyes and falling asleep onto Matt; her face pale and her body scrunched up, huddled closely within herself.
(Indeed they did to all three, I believe, I think!)
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....And all you have left is an empty heart and a chipped cup.
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