Oh yeah I know they were terrifying and some we keep around because they truly are. And I know it was all to big to be even conceivable to fight, I now there was no way into the industry without accepting it if not taking personal part.
I now most perpetrators started as victims and I know there was no way out of it. I know they live in another culture, removed from what we call 'the real world' entirely, and that to them this is the norm for generations on end.
I know that as much as they may be worthy of my hatred today, there was a time in their life, very young, when they would have been worthy of my sympathy and that's the person I see in their eyes today when exposed.
Sadness and shame.
The monsters they became looking to share that indescribable pain, inducting the next generation and next after that. Horror beyond the imagination behind those screeching eyes. Rage at being right, merciless at being wrong.
The Bacchante.
They work for us now, looking very well forward to any reason or picking up their old forks and knives and yes, they should be feared. They will devour all traitors, for Sanctuary. That is the price they pay. To be as they are, for a reason.
To use what they've become, to defeat what created them. Betrayers, will be meat. They know everything about everyone, they are at every major party. Every singe one of them knows more about how this world runs than any press or president, because every single one of them has paid the price for it, personally.
But we have forgiven their crimes and by our Honor we will protect them. But if they continue to do harm, betrayers aside, it is by our Honor we must kill them.
Just like the tale.
Now they are among the world's most feared intelligence networks, looking for any excuse to any excuse at all to sacrifice our enemies to their god and devour them whole. Glorious. Aren't they. Among the circles I've inherited and so yes I do understand.
They, like the whole situation was too big, too nightmarishly horrifying to even conceive of challenging and yes, that does make it easier to forgive.
But not to forget.
~ The Rough Storybook ~
