#dead son

it ends where it began. they walk the road knowing it will never save them, she knows she'll never save him, she delays the inevitable until his death because the road is round and his death was always the beginning. the road is round. she walks the road from the outside, only stepping into it to ferry him up because that's eternity for her, their ends are her beginnings and his death was always the beginning. the road is round. she cries on the road, she kills on the road, she starts up like this with her own coven and she ends up like this with every other coven she crossed, yet she never steps away from the road. because death is the end but death was also her beginning. the road is round. she hates her. she hates her. and she doesn't want to see her but she has to because the road is round and death will be her end. the road is round. she hates her and yet she doesn't because the road is round and one turn of hate is love and she kisses her and death is her end. but death is also her beginning.