"Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive."Tryin' not to confuse it with what you do to survive."
-Jackson Browne
-Jackson Browne
Bond's new enemy was the worst he'd ever faced: boredom's prison. Purposeless. Stuck living a lie. On the road to nowhere.
Nightly were the blackmares drowning him in a black void. He'd experienced no greater terror. In the day he struggled to keep up his act. To be found out is death.
Whom could he ask to join in his lie with death as a consequence? Bond could keep neither his love nor his lie alive. Only one way out.
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