I could feel myself dying, my body failing, everything that I am, that I was, withering away. Too soon, too fast. Arthur had just stood there, moments ago, in front of me, a smile on his face, the moonlight gleaming off of his blonde hair. He wasn't a Black Lantern anymore, he wasn't dead, he wasn't the Dweller in the Depths - he was alive and well
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