She stumbled backwards -- rocked worse by the image simply by knowing the man's fate. It didn't matter that one day, she too would go home only to see him again in the months leading up to his death but...but she still could not shake the feeling of never seeing him again.
Except like this.
"You!" She jabbed blindly with the stake-end of the scythe. "You're the one who does it...?"
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She stumbled backwards -- rocked worse by the image simply by knowing the man's fate. It didn't matter that one day, she too would go home only to see him again in the months leading up to his death but...but she still could not shake the feeling of never seeing him again.
Except like this.
"You!" She jabbed blindly with the stake-end of the scythe. "You're the one who does it...?"