Trask, it would seem, had one more trial left in him, calling me to judgement before a host of my earliest victims.

It did not go well for me.

How many trials could each of us face in life?  How many could we conduct?  No, we are not all murderers, but how often do we lord judgement over others?  How many lives do we ruin, knowingly or unknowingly?  How many do we save?

Upon reflection, the events of that night make me hesitate to hold anyone accountable… anyone but myself, that is.

I will make an exception for Angelique, as her bearing commands.



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