“So if it’s not a pig farm that you want, what is it?” he asks.
I swallow. “How about a safe place to live where we don’t have to scrounge for food or fight for it?”
“It’s yours.”
“That’s it? All I have to do is ask?”
“No. There’s a price for everything.”
“I knew it. What is it?”
“Me.”

After the Apocalypse, all that's left is to enjoy the simple things in life. A post End of Days playlist dedicated to angel slayers and archangels who look like demons.

{Tracklist: http://tiny.cc/raffryn}

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