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Ryan sits cautiously by the door, like a tiger waiting to pounce. There is no fear. There is the darkness,
yes, but he has a true friend at his side. Nestled in his palms is the cold, quiet steel of his Salvation.
At any moment he could call forth white, burning thunder, but he does not. The power is enough. The power
is in his hands. And no door-knocking Big Government Bastard will ever take his power. Or his one true friend.
His strength. His passion. His lover.
His Gun.
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| "Hold me all night Honey Bear, and I'll keep you safe. " |
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