Hallelujah;

> You awake when the sun is starting to rise once more, lucky enough to wake before being roasted. Your throat is sore, and you remember a faceful of groin, as well as an awful smell. That man needs to bathe. > Sore and humiliated, you head hive, settling on your cot as your muscles complain.

Screw angst, make my muse genuinely smile in one sentence or less.

..Glub.

D --> I am stating the truth.

> You're waiting outside, and that leads you to take a running start at him.

D –> Perhaps they have learned not to be afraid. D –> We are not to be feared.

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D --> Do not assume you know what I fear and do not fear. D --> NEVER assume you know the things of which others have feared. D --> Have you ever looked in the eye of a superior as you feel the life slipping from you ever so slowly? D --> While you feel your blood pusher stopping?

D –> Are those actual constellations? D –> You utterly took my breath away.

D --> You are divine.

D --> Are those actual constellations? D --> You utterly took my breath away.

D --> Perhaps they have learned not to be afraid. D --> We are not to be feared.