Tag: death

The morning came, and all the city learned, the good, the bad, and the ugly, what their shadowy legend, their Dark Defender, had done in the night. The good could…

He hugged the little girl a little tighter and prayed to the God he hated and cursed, begging that distant tyrant to show some mercy, not for himself, not to…

He might have stayed a long time, maybe forever, or maybe until the carcasses had rotted away, or until the bones had moldered and fallen into dust; more probably, until…

He would not let her see the bloody things that were left, protecting her even from himself, from what he was, from seeing what he had done, so he told…