i'm afraid of opening up, only i'm not sure which frightens me most, letting you in, or letting the monster out
beau taplin
Chapter Forty-Three:
The sky showed itself its blue color to the people on the ground, even as the smoke slowly started to rise. Tears drained into the soil as the survivors of Paige's wrath watched as they finally let the dead meet the Moon Goddess.
Celeste stood before everyone, her eyes trained on the dirty body. She watched as the skin burned. She could smell the burning death around her. She stared at some of the dead eyes, still begging for help. How could... How... She's a monster, a monster born from hell.
"Their deaths won't be in vain," Susan whispered, kissing the nine year old head. She brushed back some of the girl's hair, making her vison go wider a
