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when you have no real difficulty in your life you end up creating your own.
I get it now. This is why I was brought back here. The thought of Francesca living a life of light and luxury beneath the sun while all this time my mother lay here forsaken in the cold, dark ground. Escaping justice for all these years. That ends tonight.
THE SHADOWS MELT BACK INTO the woods. Swarm and coalesce around the tree with a hundred eyes. Shadows with form, with substance. They haven’t failed yet to find justice. They are one with nature. And nature always finds a way.
I built it for her. For the boy I once was.

