No light, no light
Look, can’t see past
The light of fire rings
Safety isn’t here, never was
Run, and run and flee
Giddy vengeance
Against your crimes
Giddy vengeance
Will be mine
For all your sins
For all your wants
For all your
Destruction!”
The song was one of my favorites by Robot Servant. It had come out at a very low point in my life and it turned my depression and apathy into the monster that was my drive and determination to prove everyone wrong. It was that song that compelled me into a LGBTQ home, and to college and to earn two degrees so desperately different people thought I was batshit insane.
No shock—I was batshit.
The drum melody under the last chorus followed the words and notes that Maddox blasted into the ether around us.
“I am more!
I am everything you feared
I am the earth and sky
And I am the air
You will never breathe again!”
And the sound stopped.
I blinked a few times, coming back to reality—I was sitting in Taylor Dawkins’ Dakota apartment auditioning for Robot Servant.
I started to hyperventilate.
Maddox
This guy was fucking adorable.
Even his freak out was adorable, and Taylor had to bite his lip from laughing at the guy while trying to get him calmed down. Eventually Hailey and Austin helped, and got him into the chair where Ora had been sitting.
While they calmed him down, Ora leaned over. “We fucking need him.”
“I’ll say,” Rand answered.
“I’m in,” Holland said. “He had no problem with that double timeExact.” He chewed on his nail, which was a sign he was thinking hard about what he wanted to say. “He’s way fucking better than Grig.”
