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‘ Well … I don’t know ! MAYBE I am ! ‘
「 ★ 」 ⋮ A N A T H E M A. ⋮ ━━ It figures; they think. It figures that the ONE DAY, the one singular day they were able to be out and about, something happens. All the child had wanted was to find a cute little storybook to LOSE THEMSELVES into and pretend their life was not the nightmare that it was. But the stench of BLOOD and SMOKE lead them to a horrific scene. The very same book store they wished to visit, up in FLAMES.
A mafia attack was what they thought. The wardens of the night were no strangers to explosions. But the appearance of a STRANGE man donning a cape as black as the night makes them wonder …
‘ I just thought it was just kind of strange because that book looks really new and the book store just HAPPENED to be on fire ! ‘
A reasonable statement; maybe not one that PROVED the man’s guilt … but still. They’re still suspicious. They couldn’t trust any adults; not after the mafia. Not after the Guild. Not after their ENTIRE LIFE.
‘ If you did … couldn’t you have done it to a place NOT the book store ? ‘