I don't know what's left to say about it. It happened and none of us can take it back.
[The dead don't come back. Or they're not supposed to, but here the laws of reality are bent - life can be stuffed back into the body it left behind, and time is allowed to fold back on itself. But that's something only the Malnosso know how to do, right? The blood on his hands, then, is final.]
[July 9th, Written]
[The dead don't come back. Or they're not supposed to, but here the laws of reality are bent - life can be stuffed back into the body it left behind, and time is allowed to fold back on itself. But that's something only the Malnosso know how to do, right? The blood on his hands, then, is final.]