The Same Mistake Chapter Four: Second Chances
The sound of plucking strings filled the park, and they all lead back to a certain statue with idle hands. He really wished it was bigger so he could play it properly but honestly he could make do with just plucking at it; the sound calmed him, but also reminded him of his mistakes. It seemed to him that he kept making them, usually he didn’t care if he scared off a human or two (other than the disappointment of not being able to kill them) but this time… It just all felt wrong!
He remembered that night he ran his new Rachel off, and also the night he ended his beloved one. He kept making mistakes with her… It was always the same mistake. He clenched his fist around the small violin and grimaced, cracking noises started to emanate from the instrument as he thought. Arma looked at him concerned before gently pecking at his fingers, causing him to let