The devil is a heartbreak away. 
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The sign clearly showed that the ashes I looked at was the former house of the Compton's. Catherine didn't utter a single word. The house was scorched and it looked like a centuries incident. Some of it's parts had been blown away. Cathy had gone to the backyard and beckoned me to come. My legs felt like jelly I was unsure how I had managed to walk. There were small tombstones in the backyard and the first that I caught sight of was lady Kerrie's. I gulped. I didn't like where it was headed but I had to know it all. I looked from one tomb to the other when my eyes rested on one. 
Edward Compton 
1876-1887
I felt my world whirl at that time. Hadn't Cathy held my hand I would have taken a toss. How could the man I had seen in the flesh have died twenty years ago. More so as a child. Was I delusional? Someone had played a trick on me and was enjoying it at my cost. How could I have fallen for a dead being?Or worse a spirit? Tears pricked my eyes. I couldn't believe it. It was too much to comprehend.

The Devil's Incarnate

Hello darkness my old friend I've come to speak with you again because a vision softly creeping 


As I rode Maximus thoughts of what I had just discovered crossed my mind. It rivalled the aching pain I felt for my recent loss. How I wished Cathy was present at that moment that we may discuss the sudden turn of events. Terrence was Dolche's lover. The initials. The letter. The address. They were lovers. How I remained composed when Terrence came in the library was baffling. He came into the library and asked gently how I had slept. 


"surprisingly I did. But I must go back to my post. " 


"surely Mr Thomas doesn't expect you to function in such a state. " 


"no. But I can't stay here. Cathy's presence is all around. I need to breathe. " 


Drawing Closer