Chapter 37: Failure
The innocent die screaming, and all I can do is watch.
Inspector Haynfyv blanches, staggering out of rank. He gives me one white-eyed, slack-jawed look of horror and lurches away, a gloved hand clapped over his masked mouth.
Cadence is silent for the moment. She doesn’t need to say a word; I know full well this is all my fault.
The Mara have always killed in Refuge, and under it. But there was a time when I could have stopped this c*****e.
Even if I had just stayed away, maybe the horror and the pain would have been less. Maybe these lives would have lasted just that much longer. And if I’d managed to regain my abilities, if I’d only found the secret, or stuck it out longer, or tried harder, or worked out what I needed to say or do to make the elders want to help m
