A flame, an inferno of rage. It dwindles, fades. You will remember, but maybe not. But you felt it once. That Anger! Powerful and destructive. A villain, wielding a sword. Tearing through your chest, you heart. But it will heal. That Guilt was ignorant. It could never understand. He changed you, but maybe not. He wanted to. That Pain! You weren't enough. She was more. She was pretty. But cold, cruel as winter. You were autumn. All the leaves fell. Dead.