Part 16 (2/2)

”Stop!” he screams. ”I don't want to die!”

Ah, there is a divine sweetness to total revenge.

G.o.d might not agree but I would argue the point.

”Then you should never have been born,” I say.

His blood, when I open his neck, flows like black ink.

There is a loud hiss in my ear. The wind tugs at my hair.

A flash of red light momentarily blurs the stars.

The Setians have left, and in a hurry.

I let go of James and he falls dead on the sand.Drawing in a deep breath of fresh air, I laugh out loud.

The child laughs with me as I carry him back to the road.

I think he likes me. Really, he is so cute.

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