Payment

A flock that strays is a flock that chooses to abandon its shepherd. When they find themselves found by a lion. No wish, no matter how sincere can bring them back to the fold and protection of their master.

This flock now wishes, not aware wishes are words shape by to much hope and not enough meaning. Wishes can travel no farther than the sound that made them. An echo from those left to the mercy of their choices.

It is time to slaughter this flock and take it to market. Another payment to the earth for the time spent at the end of my rope. My every step could never be enough. The blood of this flock a gift, every drop an attack on it.