*
Maybe she shouldn't accept this commission, after all, it might bring her a big trouble, but Earl Yannings gave too much.
Recovering the body of the exile he followed was not an easy task, Syros thought.
Her followers intercepted for her the letter sent to Zurich by Connie Lee of the Anti-Suppression Bureau and the Christmas gift.
British government officials and the Anti-Suppression Bureau targeted her like a mad dog that had bitten its prey, and the headquarters of the Order in London suffered a devastating blow——
Fuck you Yannings.
"You really caused me a big trouble! Before entrusting it, you never said that the other party receiving the goods was Percy Stiles!"
When Yannings received this letter, he found out that it was a big mistake. The leader who was imprisoned could no longer know.
Fuck you Yannings!
*
The weather in Gotham was always rainy, reminding her of her hometown.
[I remember what happened, I remember who I was, and those dreams gave me what I had to do.
Recruit followers, study documents, listen to the teachings of light-brothers, deal with annoying hunters, crush opponents with brain problems, and take professional winter believers on a spring outing to Gotham Cemetery.
Quite interesting in life.
Life is relatively stable, and it would be better if the new bird doesn't always cause trouble.
2025.8.26
Concept: A lighthouse stands in a place of radiance.
