Imposter

"It's mine, not yours. You have been very uncooperative, my son is dead now because of you." 

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One would say we behaved like children or perhaps that we were both being uncivilized. But it was his fault.

The rumbling of the ground on which my feet stood had come to an end because I then found myself falling beneath it. 

He really had spent a long time watching me which is how of course, he knew I was scared of falling. 

It was dark and deep in there, like a wormhole. I felt my eyes burn from the rage inside of me. It was as though the fire had gotten in there and it wasn't so dark anymore.

I groaned loudly, lifting my head towards the light I could see above me, the spot I fell through. Will built up inside of me and somehow, I felt my body move up with so much energy.