You never know with people. That was what I’d learned in fifteen years manipulating their souls. The closer you look, the more things come apart. One of the big shocks is how readily people will remake themselves for you, shape themselves to your own desires, especially those with shallow roots. No one’s depthless, but sometimes you look inside and sense nothing whatsoever beneath the façade. Except, perhaps, a quiet, consistent screaming. People like that will seize any scheme you offer them.
