I'm Syd.
The first time he saw heaven came exactly six hours and fifty-seven minutes after the very moment an entire generation fell in love with him. It was, remarkably, his first death, and only the earliest of many little deaths that would follow. For the generation smitten with him, it was an impassioned, powerful, binding devotion--the kind of love that even as it begins you know is preordained to break your heart and end like a Greek tragedy.
If you want to know something about me, ask.
AIM= at WAR on TV
