Dead. History. Nothing to do except wait for theinevitable when she reached the couch and looked down on my nylon-cladlegs.She reached out to feel my ...orehead, which I'm certain must have beencold and clammy from sweat, when she stopped abruptly and stareddirectly at my legs."What are you wearing?" she exclaimed. Her eyes jumped from my legs tomy eyes then back to my legs. "Are those my pantyhose?" Yes," I managed. My deep shame swelled from the pit of my stomach. Iwanted to puke.My mother. He had always been unique in this way. An unstoppable juggernaught he had destroyed all that lay in his path. It why she had chosen him: A choice she had regretted ever since that fateful night."This must end." Niya whispered looking at the carnage she had caused by leading him here to those that might offer her shelter, "Too many have died already."Turning around she looked towards the mansion ready to accept her fate. In the early morning air her body trembled at its cold touch and penetrated. More

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