Chapter Twelve

There was, a sense of inevitability to it, really.

An unavoidable, inescapable inevitably, like that of a slow burning of a flame that had been forgotten about in the hearth, sparking suddenly with a rage-fire so strong that it rose up to consume the entire village.

That is the nature of flames. To burn. To destroy.


A nature that is shared with monsters; violent and vicious; burning and destroying.


Anther is a monster too, and he destroys even without the ability to speak the words that have caused such destruction.

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