They aren't demons at all,
only the jagged parts of himself he'd hidden from the sun.
I really need to believe that justice will be served. Even if completely out of my reach or knowledge. Even if a thousand miles away, or perhaps somewhere completely out of this world. I need to believe that you are fine, and that you have forgiven me, and that when we meet again you will be proud of how I handled things and tell me all the ways you protected me along the way. Justice is supposed to be an anchor, an answer. It does not feel like compensation. It does not even feel like satisfaction. It is the simple smile on your face before you go to sleep, knowing that you did everything you could, and the rest is up to the universe.
