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<blockquote data-quote="loxmyth" data-source="post: 1090348" data-attributes="member: 1255">Streets of Boston (?)Boston, Massachussets (?)October 2002, around 11:30 AMJason stared up in awe at this monster made of fire and rage, that stood before him boldly and confidently.&nbsp; Those taunting words goaded something inside the young man, made him angry enough not to care if this thing could cleave him in half without a second thought.&nbsp; &quot;Well then, where do I belong?&nbsp; 'Cause it sure as hell ain't back in the so-called real world.&nbsp; I don't fully understand this, or exactly what you are or what you want, but I know I've dreamed about her from the moment I could dream.&nbsp; I realize that seeing her is like finally being able to express some concept that I intuitively knew deep in my soul but up until now was absent from my vocabulary.&nbsp; I just want to figure my world out, man.&nbsp; And you come along to screw that all up.&nbsp; Why does it have to be so hard?&nbsp; Why?&quot;Jason realized he was trembling again, but this time from anger, not from fear.&nbsp; He was surprised at the strength and vividness of the emotion, and the way the fire demon before him seemed to swell and grow brighter, like an ember being fuelled by more oxygen.&nbsp; At that moment, the fight went out of him and his shoulders slumped, deflated of all passion.&quot;What am I supposed to do?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="loxmyth, post: 1090348, member: 1255"] [i]Streets of Boston (?) Boston, Massachussets (?) October 2002, around 11:30 AM[/i] Jason stared up in awe at this monster made of fire and rage, that stood before him boldly and confidently. Those taunting words goaded something inside the young man, made him angry enough not to care if this thing could cleave him in half without a second thought. "Well then, where do I belong? 'Cause it sure as hell ain't back in the so-called real world. I don't fully understand this, or exactly what you are or what you want, but I know I've dreamed about her from the moment I [i]could[/i] dream. I realize that seeing her is like finally being able to express some concept that I intuitively knew deep in my soul but up until now was absent from my vocabulary. I just want to figure my world out, man. And you come along to screw that all up. Why does it have to be so hard? [b]Why?[/b]" Jason realized he was trembling again, but this time from anger, not from fear. He was surprised at the strength and vividness of the emotion, and the way the fire demon before him seemed to swell and grow brighter, like an ember being fuelled by more oxygen. At that moment, the fight went out of him and his shoulders slumped, deflated of all passion. "What am I supposed to do?" [/QUOTE]

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