chapter 34
If you are expecting an explanation of what transpired, figure things out for yourself. You have all the information you need. I’m too furious to write about it.
I have bags to pack, plans to make.
A certain goddess to avoid.
But only until that rare alignment of sun and stars and flesh and injustice and greed and suffering shows its face to me again.
As it will.
As it always does.
Until then, I have time to kill.
FINAL STASIMON, THE BOOK OF FURIOUS