He`d gone to the house to... «Kings of the Wyld»

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    RamingoWS
    26 августа 2018

    He`d gone to the house to gather his things, but Ginny stopped him at the door and gave voice to the question he`d been asking himself ever since returning to Coverdale. Which are you, the monster of the man? It wasn`t the words that had moved him. It was the look in her eyes, green as the sunlit sea. She was offering him absolution, the defining choice of a lifetime balanced on a blade`s edge. The truth, he knew, was that the world needed his kind of monster. It was a brutal place. It was unfair. And Clay Cooper, such as he was, was quite simply the right kind of wrong. But Ginny wanted the man. The man, CLay knew, that his mother had been trying to raise — not the monster her killer had made of him. The man, he`d said. Yeah? she`d asked, looking hopeful. Yeah. The world has enough monsters, I think. His answer had made her smile, and so he`d known it was right. But this morning, with the lives of his friends at stake, Clay had felt that old anger resurface inside him like blood fouling a clear spring. He`d seen, reflected in Raff`s dying gaze, the monster staring back at him.

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