Status: Finito.
The Other Things.
infliction.
“The hardest part about the military was the pain I caused others,” Axel sighed. “I had to kill a woman and her three children. All because I was ordered to.” He closed his eyes. “How are you to justify that?”
“I don’t know, Axel.”
“I think that’s why it was easy for me to inflict pain on myself. Maybe not physical, but definitely mental. Who would choose to be homeless in order to absolve the crimes they’ve committed?”
He watched me for a reaction. “You’re looking at me like I’m crazy.”
“You don’t think you’ve repented enough?”
“No. Definitely not.”
“I don’t know, Axel.”
“I think that’s why it was easy for me to inflict pain on myself. Maybe not physical, but definitely mental. Who would choose to be homeless in order to absolve the crimes they’ve committed?”
He watched me for a reaction. “You’re looking at me like I’m crazy.”
“You don’t think you’ve repented enough?”
“No. Definitely not.”
♠ ♠ ♠
like hate, but a little more material, I think.