The rebel hero is now dead, the story could end here. There's no hope into changing the way it is now, the only person I thought could change it, is scattered all over the field. A part of me exploded with her. Her singing voice echoes in my head, "Come on, Shannon! Duet with me! WEEEE ARE THE CHAAAAMPIONS!" You were a champion, Lauren, and you almost could have convinced me that I was one too.
~March of the Five~Page 34 Adapted: a Faith Davis Dream













