"I have a faith in language. It's the ultimate achievement that we as a species have evolved so far." — W.S. Merwin
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"He has killed someone," Liam appeared behind him in a puff of smoke.
Zachary rubbed his temple, it was getting worse than he thought. The ghost has begun to cross the line he was not permitted to. What do you think would begin to happen when he goes around, killing innocent humans - an event that shouldn't have existed in the first place - the universe would surely find a way to balance the topple, and the end of it might be something unfavorable: like the creation of more mediums to battle the ghosts. At the moment, one medium was giving them headaches; he couldn't dare to imagine if there were more of them.
