The Peacock Angel: Rise of the Decarchs Page 48
Part of me wanted to just keep walking-trek onward and remain hopeful of finding a new and separate existence. There might eventually be change ahead, and if there wasn't that was okay to. I had never minded the grass or the sky. They had always brought me comfort. The only thing that I found discomforting lay behind me. It was a judgment not yet rendered for transgressions not yet committed. But they would be. Of that I was certain. I didn't know how long it would be but, as Raphael had told me, it would end badly. And I was powerless to prevent that from happening. It was a finality that both terrified me and drew me in. It was something that I knew I had to be a part of. I turned and began the long walk back to my brothers.
