Never finished this story. Too nervous. But seeing bits of the final chapter is definitely something.
The bit where Michael goes:
Makes me think of me.
The bit where Michael goes:
Michael stopped and considered for a moment before speaking. "Perhaps I have been unclear. The talent to use the tree's gifts was always yours and you have always been kind. You see the virtue in others, admire and care for them. And then, again and again, you twist that same insight into a cudgel to hurt yourself. Self-hatred overtook whatever capacity for compassion you might have had, blinding you to anything you saw save in ways that you could use to better flay your soul."
Makes me think of me.