As the coffin shut , those eyes didn't move. As it was lowered, those flashes continued. He wanted to escape, but the wooden door was pressing against him, he wanted to go back to Earth but he realized that he wasn't alive anymore.
And those flashes were the only thing he had left... trading something so beautiful and majestic for them ... and regret.
That night, transient, took one form and then another , but in the end it took its most dangerous form.
Party to girls to drinks and to drive, he had it coming all along .
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