with a single nod, DEATH took a few strides. while the demon seemed… relaxed… the PALE RIDER held a strict posture, an austere appearance. ❛ you assume too much… there is no place for secrecy and lies among us, HORSEMEN. we are the true nature of decree. HAMMERED and SHAPED to be EXPLICIT and EXACT. ❜ pale lips curled and formed a snarl.
❛ to include me would be to risk your OWN exposure, KY’LAR. ❜
❛ what i ASSUME is that everyone has secrets; you might not think of them as such. to your mind, they simply might be ‘NEED TO KNOW’, and yet they are still there. ❜ not that it MATTERED to the demon, he could cares LESS about how the HORSEMANinteracted with each other. it WASN’T important. not to him at least.
❛ ——- and what do i have to EXPOSE? i already know what i WANT and if i can’t have it? i’ll settle for the DEATH of every human on this wretched planet ❜