Its been a month since the incidence with the Ztafa, one month of solitude and calm like something such as what happened that night wouldn’t occur again. But we weren’t sure and frankly, I saw no reason why these wretched people were allowed the luxury of living. Left to me, I would have killed all of the Ztafas without a second thought. But that decision wasn’t up to me. It was my grandfather’s and soon, it would be Kain's. who couldn’t forsee the death of our father. What is the essence of his so called gift if he couldn't use to to protect the ones he claims he loved? Has he ever actually professed that love? No, he hasn't.
I was taking a census of the Ztafas we had left. In a while now, new Ztafas hasn’t been born. Maybe nature itself was finally getting rid of the abomination. I coul
