The road was the same, the exit to the manor was the same, even the passing greeting given was the same. Everything was the same. So why did everything seem so different. Was there some kind of magical interference, some greater evil that parsed its gaze over my shoulder.
I sent a bittersweet smile to the coming sun. A gaze wholly sweet… wholly bitter. Jade strode next to me, a humm in her voice and a pep in her step. She whistled a jaunty tune and hummed a slight buzz.
Streets gave way to an endless tide of bodies each of them pushed their own way, a certain hazy persistence to their steps unburdened by the knowledge I now held in my hands. A letter that foretold the destruction and complete death of another. Do unto them what they had done to others.
