The purpose of Nightshade?” “Purgatory?” His lips twitched, but he didn’t smile. “The place the Christians of your world believe souls go to be cleansed so they can be accepted into Heaven? No. This is far from Purgatory.” “Then, enlighten me.” “Nightshade is where you go when you don’t believe in anything. The poor souls who end up here are so easily plucked like flowers.” He held up one of the nightshade flowers that I distinctly remembered picking before I dove off the cliff. “They are eternally trapped. Encapsulated in their own denial.” “You’re saying there really is a soul trapped in
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