"And what was that?" asked Violence, intrigued. It was weird to see her so dressed up and yet perched on my butcherblock counter. The apple core lay next to her, changing back into an apple right in front of my eyes.
Here, death meant nothing… just a momentary pause in the cycle of rebirth.
"Use those you trust, trust those you use," I answered.
When I was first brought back into this life, it was so much different than what I was expecting. It was like going back to Canada, only knowing that shit was going to hit the fan.
No one was scared, fighting for their life with every breath they took; instead, everyone wore smiles on their faces, their true intentions hidden.
I had no idea what to do.
