Witch Hunter Robin Fan Fiction ❯ Embers ❯ Craft ( Chapter 11 )

Craft.

 

It was a simple word, innocuous on its own and easy to objectify in others. In himself, though, the reaction became more...visceral. The very idea that such a thing could be within him, hiding dormant in his traitorous blood--it was abhorrent, sickening. If he could bleed himself dry and purge the demons within him, he would--without question. But the reality wasn't so simple. Instead, he sought absolution for his original sin.

 

One bullet at a time.

 

A/N: One of my few attempts at writing Amon. Done for the `craft' challenge on LJ.

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