There you stood. You and him. Ezekiel staring at you with golden fire-reflected eyes. blood coating him from head to toe.

Behind him was a building caught ablaze. The light of the orange and yellow fire cascading off his ripped and bloodied self. He was panting glaring back at you. Love struck eyes. He was insane for you. You gazed back, horrified. He’d speak amongst the flames.

“I’d let the world burn for you my love..” As people and buildings burned behind him.