what is love but violence
what is love but violence
"Mark!"
Standing in a daze, out of it, comes Sadie's voice. And Catrina's, and others. It's the end of a night. The Dark Moon Knights have been defeated once again. Everything can go back to normal for a week.
Sadie's voice faded out of Mark's attention.
"Catrina are you okay? Skylar can you help her?"
Skylar knelt aside Catrina. Mark had barely saved her. Did something brave, and stupid if it had gone wrong. But still, it isn't supposed to go like this.
We're supposed to have magic for this.
It was Eve now speaking, standing apart from the others but staring at Mark. Staring with some kind of awe that gives you pause, because it's something you've never seen before and don't know how to predict.
"Mark, what are you doing here?"
Over the corpse of the Dark Moon Knight, hewn open with 3-inch deep cuts, I tightened my grip on the axe.
"I'm sorry Eve. I'm sorry that I don't have the magic."