The Butcher's Masquerade (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #5)

by Matt Dinniman

That feeling, that ceaseless river within my mind, roared. The water is running. Something within me broke. A decision was made. I thought of my mother, holding my hand as we stood at the edge of the Grand Canyon. I thought of my father in the car, behind us, waiting. A tidal wave of potential energy. This was the same. This was the same exact moment. I didn’t know how I knew that, but it was. You can do that, I thought. You can recognize these moments when they appear.