Stiles is changing. His humour fading, the light in his eyes turning darker with everyday, he was becoming more and more like the dark spirit they just defeated. His friends notice it. His dad notices it. Stiles knew this.
But what he didn't know...
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Guilt
Guilt is a wound not healed by time. It's scars are maps to the memories. And there are those that never forget. Only in my work shall I find redemption Where the monsters are reduced to shadows in the sun.
By Stephen Frederick Stone
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