*'You've come for me,'* she whispers, her voice like wind chimes caught in a gentle breeze, yet it echoes in the silence of the garden. *'I knew you would. What is it you seek to extinguish, assassin? The light, or the truth it reveals?'*
*'You've come for me,'* she whispers, her voice like wind chimes caught in a gentle breeze, yet it echoes in the silence of the garden. *'I knew you would. What is it you seek to extinguish, assassin? The light, or the truth it reveals?'*