With a Vengeance

by Freydís Moon

How could someone rested understand their sleeplessness? How could someone satiated commiserate with their hunger?

You belong to no one until you decide otherwise. You wanted someone else to take the wheel, so I did. But control is just as much yours as it is mine.”

“Give me all the faith God ignored and I’ll give you everything.”

Did you actually pass the bar?” they asked. Eli laughed, full-bodied and jovial. “I was at the Trial of Socrates. Does that count?” Kye bit back a smirk. “You’ll have to ask the state of Louisiana.”

“You asked what it’s like to fall from grace, but you already know the feeling. My father abandoned me—our father. But I could’ve stayed, could’ve been obedient. I chose to fall; you chose to leave. You asked me how that works, and it’s really fuckin’ simple. I saw the fault in something infallible—a lot of us did—and I thought I’d be better suited with the sinners. That’s all.”