I’m beginning to forget. How many have I slain? How long has it been since I’ve escaped?

Venturing endlessly through the shadow of the long-trees. I recalled the faces of every man and woman I’ve killed so far. For each passing tree, another gravestone. I made sure to look each man and woman in the eyes before killing them, endlessly searching for the same gentle-flame I had felt from lady Maria but to no avail. Within a clearing of trees, I paused to watch a pack of crows pluck the flesh of a white rabbit. I had no choice, I did what was needed to survive.

More than just surviving, I want revenge. And to that end I will need allies. I’ll find the other witches. I’ve only met one so far and she was bat-shit crazy. I won’t do it her way, but as I am right now I am but a pebble within the sea. I will need an army to change things. And when that time comes. I will put an end to the witch hunt. I will kill the Pope.

Continuing my path, I watched as each footstep left behind a print. The grass prior to my arrival now crumpled and dead. The birds above sang duets, foxes travelled in two. Even the leaves fell from branches together. If possible, I’d like to befriend the next person I meet rather than killing. Maybe I’ll force the stalker out of the shadows.

The sounds of snapping twigs broke me out of my trance. I turned to find nothing but slumbering trees. The bird’s stopped singing their songs. The foxes returned to their burrows and the leaves fell as the crows took flight. That man is close.

“You. Why are you following me?”

“…” No response huh

“You, with the large bag, clunky boots and green overcoat. Come out.”

“…” still nothing huh, alright let’s try this one.

“Are you a stalker or a pervert? I know I’m beautiful but to peak on me even during my bath that’s a-”

“ENOUGH! Who’s a stalker!? I have y-you know that I am a knight!”

“Oh? You’ve got guts to sneak around like that, watching me bathe, watching me sleep, watching me eat. Are you some special kind of pervert? And what do you think you’re doing pointing your sword at me?”