Dear Tragedy: A Dark Supernatural Thriller (House of Sand Book 2) Page 27
All I know is that I’m not the man I used to be. Some people aren’t people at all. Every passing days steals a bit of my humanity, leaving not a shell, but a solid core of hatred, tempered in evils you know nothing of.
Dear Tragedy,
I know you wrote that letter to me because you think I am like you.
You thought I would be part of your legion.
That was your first mistake.
Your second?
You could have killed me.
You had the chance.
Because when I dream, its not my mind that I walk through any longer.
It’s yours.
-Wrath
