Under Cover, continued

June 7th, 2007

She was not the first to try to deceive us. Appearances can be deceiving, but not to those who live a life removed from the world. I suppose she saw us as innocents, secluded from the dangerous world from whence she came. How she underestimated us. She swept into the world that we had created with the purpose of destroying it. She searched for one, not realizing that it would mean attacking us all.

We did not give her that chance.

Like I said, she was not the first. My fellow sister and I, we dig her grave because we have done it before. We each have our jobs here. We know our duty. We do not have to seek out those who betray us. We wait for them to reveal themselves.

As I dig, I look furtively over my shoulder. I can not help it. As I have mentioned, she was not the first.

I assume she will not be the last.

The Vale of Rest Painted by Sir John Everett Millais in 1858-59.