It was the sort of anger that comes to a slow boil inside the hearts of good men who want justice, and finding it out of their grasp, decide vengeance is the next best thing.
I'm sick of all the players and pawns in this chess game. Maybe at this point it's time to take some of the pieces off the table and clear the board. At the end of the day it's a king vs a queen trying to protect the other king. Maybe this long in the tooth, it's time to go down to the fucking basics. Me vs. her. This has to end, and if there are people that are just pawns, or with divided loyalties... Or personal agendas, I don't need them. Or want them involved.
I want my pound of flesh, I want her on the stand in court, I need to see her squirm, I need to see her testify. If hope is gone, I have no problem settling for vengeance.
Current Mood: Determined.
Some justice, though did not deal with kindheartedness or good feeling toward others. No, justice had a darker side, a gray area where it mingled alongside vengeance, and only the wise and pure of heart were able to tell the two apart. That kind of justice was swift. It was only called upon after mercy and morals fail. It was the darkest form of goodness known to anyone, even the gods, and required only the strongest, most daring men to bring about.
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