- Atticus felt the schimitar drive into his skin. His breath halted to a mere wheeze. Blood dripped from his mouth, he was tired and hurting. He dropped to the ground, the fragrance of the flower and the metallic smell of blood all mottled together into a bittersweet scent. He smiled at Roo, his killer. A airy laugh escaped him. " It was never meant to be, was it? " And with that he took his final breath. Goodbye world. Hello to Loki and Tanner. To Piper and his dad. And Goodbye to Kanai, Cherry, and Rubellite and finally Goodbye Nat and Taeo I hope you can make it through without me. - coffee - jack stauber art - me charries - atticus and roo