Riddle me this…
He comes to bedsides, icy bridges, battlefronts, and crumbling ridges.
When he comes, he comes alone, taps a shoulder, then is gone.
Who is he…..?
They had no idea the monarch to the Walsh name lay behind the walls.
Watching.
Burning their eyes into his mind.
For revenge will be mine.
I will feed upon it, seek it out in the dark, and taunt them until I have them all where I need them to be…
At my feet.
Begging for their lives.
Begging for forgiveness not even knowing until it’s too late the family they sought to destroy had now become more powerful than ever before.
You see some people touch lives, others take them. I do both.
I am Micha Ragen and vengeance will be mine.
