[But like, for other things than being dead and picking up a girl who he can't let go of. Legends are made of all sorts of things, after all, including dreams of being a rock star, and also a real whirlwind of destruction, the sort of thing that has people whispering his name in awe and fear when the night falls.
But he has to admit, there's something about what they've done that does strike a real chord. It's more like those old westerns he grew up with in the fifties. A man and his girl, riding into the unknown, adventuring the wilderness and its mysteries. Only he's got a bike and not a horse, and the wilderness is built on, full of roads and rival gangs and bullshit laws meant to keep people in neat little boxes so they can obey the rich and powerful.
Definitely doesn't make it any less epic. Actually, being a modern legend might be even cooler. Slowly, a sleepy grin creeps across his face.]
Guess we're outlaws. Right? We're outside the rules of life itself now. Fuck. That is cool.
[That might well be the last thing he mumbles before he falls asleep, but maybe it'll bring good dreams this time to replace the void-filled echoes that want to occupy his head any time he closes his eyes for more than a few minutes.]
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[But like, for other things than being dead and picking up a girl who he can't let go of. Legends are made of all sorts of things, after all, including dreams of being a rock star, and also a real whirlwind of destruction, the sort of thing that has people whispering his name in awe and fear when the night falls.
But he has to admit, there's something about what they've done that does strike a real chord. It's more like those old westerns he grew up with in the fifties. A man and his girl, riding into the unknown, adventuring the wilderness and its mysteries. Only he's got a bike and not a horse, and the wilderness is built on, full of roads and rival gangs and bullshit laws meant to keep people in neat little boxes so they can obey the rich and powerful.
Definitely doesn't make it any less epic. Actually, being a modern legend might be even cooler. Slowly, a sleepy grin creeps across his face.]
Guess we're outlaws. Right? We're outside the rules of life itself now. Fuck. That is cool.
[That might well be the last thing he mumbles before he falls asleep, but maybe it'll bring good dreams this time to replace the void-filled echoes that want to occupy his head any time he closes his eyes for more than a few minutes.]