Talia, p. 96

It has been a long trail back.  I’ve found few answers to my questions since I left, but there is one truth I have gathered… “The past is just that… passed.”  There will never be a way to return to what once was.  We can only move forward, cut away the tattered rags of who we were, of the lies we believed and the ghosts we chased.

My nights have been quiet.  The wolves do not come to the sea.  Even He has long forgotten me. Perhaps they have moved on to easier prey.  I will not hunt when I return, but I will not be hunted either.  If I can, I will live in peace.



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