and oh the heights those flames will r e a c h.

                         it didn’t matter why she was here,
                         it didn’t matter what she wanted,
                         it didn’t even matter if her being here
                         had nothing to do with her family.
                        an argent on his door step was never
                                                  n e v e r
                                              a good thing.
                        the door swung open with purpose,
                        purpose and a signature almost scowl.

                        “—What do you want?”