nable to break free, pinned down by

tincts, their excitement grotesque and unrestrained. Ruby's hea

gled, the more exhi

he torment any lon

two old men finall

the tortur

est pulled out

he planni

naked body over and pressed

f flesh tearing was

inned Rub

and examined it, and kept drawing on t

ger, and with a swift, brut

. The bloodstains left at the torn corners of her eye

dy drenched in cold sweat, terrified that even

finished crafti

he Saint disappeared and left mysteri

task, the two men stuffed Ruby's

ody all the way to a deserted

them from a

orest, a car was wai

incantations over Ruby'

a cold wind swept past, mak

a wooden box from the driver befor

the dry grass and branches under my feet made

na

spun around, his voic

eat, and cold sweat

m and can't panic

an advancing toward

enly shrieked and flew out o

go. Hur

the village that I ran back to my

cardo, the kind-looking old ma

idst the chaos and clamor,

ney to the villagers. Although the amount

re of unwavering aut

d that the man who had protected this village f

uth behind how Ricardo'

ney he handed out after

t. Thinking about Ruby's condition before her death, I

inst the door, wailing un

en I was three years old, my father hanged himsel

ted the old priest

Lonely Star, doomed to b