[div style="width:455px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt"][align=center]❝ You are not nothing. You are a liar, and it’s all what you are best. ❞
Wave after wave struck against his chest. One, two, three. One shove, two punches, three lines—You are not nothing. You are a liar. It’s all what you are best.
Firm as stone crafted skin, Anthony’s posture yet remained high and still. Resilience held his stand, though, part of him knew not even the mountains of rich gold could live through the heat in the end. Nothing lasted forever.
At least time didn't lie.
“You sure made it sound like a compliment, surprisingly, but I’m not complaining.” Despite himself, with quivering hands and blurry visions, he managed to stitch the harsh words together in a perfect align… Maybe a bit too perfect, coming from the other who became further more annoyed at his response, apparently.
The reaction rendered Anthony desiring to draw the fire closer between them. He didn’t do it, however. There was a thought hanging at the back of his head that if he does so, he’ll only cause the fire to escape out of their reach and spread.
Maybe his friend was actually wrong on this: maybe it wasn’t him being a liar was what he was best, but rather, a destroyer.