“Death is that way,” he continued, leaning against the trunk before grabbing an overhanging branch and pulling himself up to sit. “I suppose I never truly understood the finality of it until I was the one holding the blade. The one with blood on my hands.” He looked at his palms. “I wonder what he felt right before the light faded from his eyes… where he went afterward, if anywhere at all. Is he at peace?” My thoughts turned to Darius, the life I’d taken so long ago. I understood Eryx’s words. I had wondered the same. “One day we will know the answer,” I said, lifting myself on the branch
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