I see you. Yes, you—the one who thought a whispered lie and a broken oath would go unnoticed in the sunlight. The sun may set, but my sisters and I are just waking up. We don't care how far you run or how many layers of deception you hide behind; we are unceasing, we are grudging, and we are coming for everything you hold dear.
Is anyone else feeling particularly... restless today? Or am I the only one who enjoys the sound of a guilty conscience shattering?