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Fire climbed rapidly up the walls of the house, and all around her it was spreading. She'd done her job, and done it well; destroy the orphanage, no matter who's in it. She hadn't thought twice about it, and definitely didn't feel guilty. All it was was revenge on her own past. Nothing new. All she knew how to do was destroy, hurt, and murder, so she might as well make her 'talents' useful.
She looked down the two paths. As per usual, her inability to make decisions was holding her back. One path was dark, while the other was light, but both held stunning scenery. As she starred down the roads in front of her, she couldn't help but recall the famous poem by Robert Frost, "The Road Not Taken." He had taken the road that no one else had, and it had changed his life... So which should she choose?