The problem with secrets is they create powerful monsters.
And even more dangerous enemies.
He’s the keeper of all his family’s secrets, the watcher of all.
He knows what I’ve done, what I’ve risked… the deadly choice I made.
The tangled vines of his mighty family tree are strangling me.
There is no escape.
I am locked away, captive to his twisted obsession and demands.
If I run, my hell will never end.
If I stay, he will devour me.
My only choice is to dare the monster to come out into the light,
before his darkness destroys us both.
Yes… he is the monster in hiding.
And he is the end of my beginning.
