It was all he could do to escape a fate worse than death. And he hadn't been cruel, he'd taken care, he'd done his duty. So why do his choices seem to follow him, haunt him? Is it possible for a demon to haunt another?
A/N ;; Oh hi, I know this little bit is very vague and odd and weird. . There is a point. This is the introduction. All will be explained in due time, I promise you that. I disclaim this.
Quiet. Quiet.
It was so quiet.
Disturbingly so.
Nimble fingers. One more twist and he was done.
There, there, there!
The ashes spilt forth, fine as silt. Sandalwood and blood.
They were fathered in one hand. Bare. No glove. The jar placed in the center of the circle. The star. All so ceremonious. There were footsteps. Coming closer. The moment coming closer. Freedom. Freedom coming closer. Just a few more steps. A turn of the knob.
"Sebastian?"
A grin. The Cheshire cat. Then all was black.