Killings

It should have been all a foggy memory by now. It should have been.

But ten years of not killing, another side, a darker side of him, did not fade as easily as it should have. He mused to himself nightly... Would he always have to have that darker side with him? Will he die with it, buried within?

Will that killing spirit inside of him never rest? Even when he was fighting to protect... He was fighting both his opponent and himself. Every slash of the sword was a challenge.

Would this cruel demon inside of him never rest? Will it never... disappear?