(Voice a whisper and face empty of emotion) It's no use. (Whispers again) it's no use. (Starts shaking head) you're right here, right here at my fingertips, yet I feel nothing. (Gaze starts to search audience) Your scream, such a glorious song. I imagined how it would sound for years. Your blood, your flesh, your bones- I imagined it all. Breaking them. Tasting them. You were mine to break, to peal apart, so I could see the rotted soul that lies beneath this shell of meat and blood. It was to be a magnificent requiem. (Steps back with an expression of near despair) But I see nothing. And I feel.... nothing. Why? Am I doing something wrong? Is he not to pay for what he has to done? (Madness gleams in your eyes. Whisper slowly) No, I see now. I see what I must do. It is not you that is the source of the corruption. You were mainly the harbinger. This whole world is pulsing with rot and decay and filth. But, we will fix it, old friend. Yes we will fix it. Together. (A demonic smile stretches the face) I can't kill you, yet, no, not yet. That would speed the ending and I have a glorious song in mind. Oh, yes, it will be magnificent. And you... you will be the instrument on which I can compose this symphony. (Steps forward) No, old friend. Death is still to good for you. We're just going to send you to sleep for a while. (Smiles and whispers) sleep now old friend but not for long. I have something special planned. (Chuckles) you won't want to miss it.
By Julie Kagawa
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