 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
New Year's Day- Black Veil Brides  Five, Four, Three, Two, One
This is New Years Day- so rise from the ashes
Faith will find a way- like lightning crashes
We'll keep marching on and on and on...
It's New Years Day, so rise from the ashes. Lucas hugged his three year old nephew close, the tears stinging his eyes threatening to spill over. He had only just Apparated back to his sister’s apartment to collect Brody from the neighbour after being informed of his sister’s and her husband’s deaths. What a way to ring in the year 2088.
Brody happily pulled at Lucas’s shirt, unaware of the tragedy that had occurred. “We’ll keep marching on, right, Brody?’’ he said, his voice cracking.
“Marching on,’’ repeated Brody with a giggle.
Lucas smiled sadly and produced his wand to create a shower of green sparks for Brody’s amusement.
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