Chapter 9 - Sympathy

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'thoughts'

"Conversation"

A/N I spent so much time looking for snow pictures that make sense at the time the story takes place aka the 1600s. I have given up.

Also this chapter has a name!

🧀 Also cheese alert... 🧀

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The 4 people (Primo, Carlos, Lily, Luca)set off to the Buio mansion. They entered the forest with, surprising, ease. There were no guarda, no traps, no anything. Just a plain forest.

Nothing. How ironic.

They got closer and closer. The crunching of grass under their horses' feet suddenly stopped and was replaced with shuffling of snow

'Snow? Why would there be snow? It hasn't been snowing...'

The mansion slowly got into view

'[N- name?]'

There, in the middle of the snow field, stood you, facing up at the night sky with your eyes closed, while snow continued to fall on you.

'Snow...'

Surrounding you, under the snow, were the bodies of the Buio Famiglia. Not a drop of blood was shed today, though many lives were taken.

Every

Single

One

Gone

Maybe this is why they called you a monster

A psychopath

Though there'd always be that one smart person to correct them, saying it's sociopathy, because psychopaths were born, while sociopaths were made

Maybe you were a psychopath, and not a sociopath.

No.

You opened your eyes slowly

No.

'who are you'

You

'heh... what do you want...'

To tell you who you are

You've felt emotions

You've felt happiness

Sadness

Anger

Sorrow

And

Sympathy

Even

Empathy

You reach for the skies, but hesitantly put your hand back down

'"felt", you say...'

What do you feel right now?

'nothing. i feel nothing.'

Yes you do

'like?'

Sorrow

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