Sarah M.

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There hung in the air a sense of the future rushing to meet us. We had been working to build one path, but another now fell over it. I could not allow it. This could not be. This path was not mine. I had not survived everything I had to end here, with the stupidity of one man. I would wreck on the rocks of his downfall as surely as blood was hot. A sob rose in my throat, and I swallowed it down. No. No tears. No weakness. I killed my heart, the raw beating thing that cried in horror at the monstrousness of what had just occurred. I drove a nail through it and buried it in unhallowed ground. I ...more
Hungerstone
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