our lady of sorrows

"Oh my god, I am so sorry.”

"Yeah, yeah, you fucking should be, these shoes cost a whole months rent, you little fucking     "

I can hear my screams yearning for my sister and mother…

"I'm sorry, too..."

"Only all the time."

At one point, I was not alive. I was the same as your parents — a spirit that roams the Earth. Are you sure I am truly alive, Cassie?

It was a human who killed me, Cassie. Yet I stand before them right now. What did I ever do to you? How did I deserve this?

"It's different, Grace! You are alive again! They aren't, and never fucking will be!"

I don’t understand. I ask that you explain because I can’t fathom why you would ever want to harm another being for the blood running through their veins?

"Because it was witches that killed my parents, Grace! We have been over this!"

I can sense the winds around you, Cassie… why…?

"Grace, I.... am so fucking sick of explaining myself..."

If you weren’t a witch Cassie, let us imagine ——— would you continue hunting witches? 

Do you really miss that, Cassie?

"I mean... Like, I don't miss killing, or anything. It's just that I miss how good I was at it, you know?"

"       Grace, hey."

"Yeah I know that I just   ”

"...Thanks, Matthew."

"Couldn’t you start using it again   ? You know, for protection against-“

"Against... hunters?"