chain sebalt | four | cb fin

c h a i n ;

Icarus boy, no sunlight in your veins, only fire at your fingertips. Perch, Leto, Libertine, Ripley, Sebalt: once, your family was a name to be adored. You scream from the flames that swallowed your family, hate that your hands struck the match. A game. It was only a game, and you let it go too far, and now it is just you of your name. Sebalt family: gone.

(Only you.)

A world of water, your family did not drown. A house full of people, now only a single room to call your own. You are all alone now, no people to call your family. Fantom and Giselle and Brooke: the closest things to. They love you. Of course they love you. But you are a murderer nonetheless, no victor crown as a reward.

And an Icarus boy, just this once, was not the one who got burned. No one to blame but himself, nothing to hate besides his own reflection, because--

("I did this.")

You did.