Chapter 239-9

Garrick shook his head. "They weren't burnt. They were turning black. You know, it's said that Lucifer has black wings. I've never seen them but they're meant to be the purest black, like a night that will never end. It's said that every day he was bound in chains, his heart hardened a little more against his Father and as each day went by, another feather would turn jet black, until finally every single one was like it had been dipped in oil. He could have stopped it if he'd repented. He could have stopped them all turning black, but he couldn't because he never repented. He always believed that he was justified in everything he did, no matter what. He still believes that, Megan." "I'm not like that," I whispered. "I'm not him." "Then stop this now, before you go too far. You cannot blindly do whatever you desire and say to hell with whatever everyone else thinks or wants. You are not always right just because you