4.10. So this is how it ends

Irina: so this is how it ends! no trumpets, no banners, no song rising above the ruins. only this room, this muted light and him. a lifeless shadow by my side. so this is how it feels. not as triumph, not as victory. just silence, cold and still. must evil be rooted out this way? what if there was no celestial power to intervene? he had to be stopped, I know that. I acted with authority, I think. but still, his breath, his eyes, they remain with me. I feel I did the right thing now how will my calling be succeeding? i’m not convincedof fair proceedings in a Russian trial! maybe i should drink what’s left in the phial. i’m not sure i can count on divine intervention when i asked the boss, he said there was no intention! so this is how it ends.