The grass rustles beneath my feet.
\nSwish. Swish.
\nAs I tread firmly on, stopping for no one.
\nSeeking justice. Seeking redemption.
\nLife flows from my side, mixing with the dust in the air.
\nDripping into the dirt, making small droplets of mud.
\nStaining the tall grass as I pass through it.
\nSwish. Swish.
\nI must not stop. Not even for this.
\nRedemption is near.
\nI can see his shadow before me.
\nI can see the stained grass that he has left.
\nI can see his droplets of mud.
\nSwish. Swish.
\nI am gaining. Justice is nearer.
\nHe stops and waits.
\nFor me.
\nTurning, he lets life flow.
\nSwish. Swish.
\nI stand before him, treading no more.
\nSwish.
\nWe both know the end is here.
\nNot near. Here.
\nNo one will walk away, but honor must be restored.
\nJustice must be done.
\nHe grins.
\nI lunge.
\nSun glints off steel
\nJustice must be served.
\nNo. Not justice.
\nVengeance.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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