Deja vuBeloved,Deja vu by Vinnora
You see it, too, don’t you?
That the world is a maze of mirrors broken,
That it was only a matter of time…
He barely heard the sirens and the screams.
The City was crying out in pain, but the body in his arms was at peace,
And that was all that mattered.
His left hand brushed back the body’s disheveled hair and became sticky with blood.
It was a strange time for déjà vu.