Iwas walking down my sunny path when lightning struck the ground at my feet. A demon from my past appeared before me, and only then did I remember that I was running from him. He halted me and held out his hand and made clear that my time was up, and that it was time for me to pay what he was due. I collapsed before him and begged him to vanish and let me continue down my happy road, but he refused. He was always in my shadow, watching me, waiting for the day when my path would bring me round to face him, and now that day has come.

My instincts urge me to scramble away from him, to shield my eyes from his image and drown his voice with lies so I can be free to carry on with my façade, but the young woman who chose to flee before didn’t know how to be the queen I have become, and I won’t r

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