Fianna's slender nails scratched my cheek: "It's really nice skin." There was maturity and charm on her fair face that didn't match her childish appearance. There was resentment in his eyes.
I held her restless hand.
So she said: "You are not a reliable person, I know. It's because of you that I became like this. But so what." She leaned against me softly, "He can't come back, and I won't kill you. I have no one else except you. Bodie. Don't leave me." She sobbed softly.
I was dazed and numb. It seems like it's back to the day my brother died.
But now what is in the coffin is "his" ashes.
The man at the door had a calm expression. He held out his hand to me and said, "Bodie, it's not your fault. Come with me."
I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
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The LORD said, "What have you done?" Your brother's blood cries out to me from the ground.
The earth has opened its mouth to receive your brother's blood from your hand. Now you shall be cursed from this land.
If you cultivate the land, the land will no longer serve you. You will be a wanderer on the earth.
Whoever kills you will be repaid sevenfold.