Richard Brook - Librarian

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Time after time, I stop and I sit and I think…

I try to decide if I feel any remorse for what I’ve done. If I feel guilt for all of the murders I’ve illustrated, or the Sins I’ve indulged.

I sometimes feel a spark, in my gut, or in the back of my mind. I often wonder if that’s trying to tell me I should - I should feel contrition for the pain I’ve caused; penitence for my malfeasance, but there’s a certain dereliction that I can’t quite get past.

I don’t feel that self-condemnation, I suppose there’s a great solecism of my perception of the world. Some would consider it aberration or perhaps derangement, I just call it my daily life.

I, James Moriarty, do not see the world like those around me. I only see Humanity’s true face - the one they hide behind their masks - the one they’re afraid to show.

But I do not fear my true self, as I should; I embrace him. The Hyde to my Jekyll. He is who speaks on my behalf, when the world’s asininity rears it’s ugly head.

I suppose I should stop rambling to myself… surely I’ve making no sense. Enough of this drabble…

It’s time to put the monster to bed.