Apr 19, 2020
The corners of his home had so long been occupied by visions, unseen by even psychics, that he had begun to wonder why the God had chosen them. Weren't they dark? Didn't they feel cold? Unfriendly?
"This whole place has felt that way since you let me in," He had said to him when he asked. "In your aching over what was so long ago resolved, you've built walls all around you."
He felt bile build in his throat as his eyes narrowed on the Divine Being who leaned against the corner wall. "What would you know anyway?"
"I know you," He said, flatly. "I have held you, and I have held you accountable. That won't change now."
With a growl he turned away from Him and wondered into the other room, grumbling over his shoulder, "Suit yourself."