Pieces

<p><strong>Most people know where they belong.</strong><br /><br />As an outcast even among misfits I'm not that lucky. It's fine. I don't need them. These walls I've built keep me safe.<br /><br />Until they don't anymore.<br /><br />With the rebellion under way I have enough on my hands gaining my freedom. So when a dragon cracks the shield I've built around me it brings forth the darkness contained within and awakens sensations I thought long dead. I do the only thing I know how—fight back.<br /><br /><strong>I don't know if it'll be enough this time.</strong><br /><br />The walls around me are crumbling and I struggle to keep myself safe. Am I doomed to repeat the mistakes of my past?</p>