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I’m soaked through to the skin before the heavy doors of the convent close. I blink the world back into focus. It seems too dim, as if I looked overlong into the sun, but it isn’t. Its just the way I left it. The wet weight of my knife begs to differ. Three blemishes upon society gone, and one innocent…if not saved then at least helped. But I am not an equalizer, I’m a sin eater, and as the sound of sirens fill my ears the hunger returns.

Well that’s the end…for now.  Thanks for reading!

If you stayed with me till the end thank you, it means a lot. I hope you liked it. I wrote this all at once, but decided that it felt more like a graphic novel than a traditional fiction. So I released it one paragraph at a time. Each post like a flipped page.

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