#yavesh

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A moment later the king looked up again, his jaw set, as if steeled against despair. “I try not to think of it directly, or I couldn’t do my job. I don’t have that luxury.” He glanced at Darya. “I have to do what I can to help her…. Which so far isn’t much.” His fist clenched, knuckles white. “If only I could lead an army in, guns blazing… But there’s no castle to storm. Just shifting shadows.” Anger flashed across his face. “I would turn myself in if there were no other way. But I can do more good like this…. In authority. It’s authority that matters, not my heritage… which won’t mean anything in a few years. I just have to find some sort of…inroad…. Something concrete. A path to their lair so I can burn it down.”

add to that constant pressure, living in an upside-down environment, where the horrific becomes routine, and the evil rule, the burden on his psyche becomes almost unmanageable.

However, if he's allowed an outlet, some hope, a potential escape -- his energy will be diverted outward, a more natural state. However, because the pressure has been building for a while, it may manifest in destructive ways-- things may get out of hand. The rage and terror that's been bound up inside him will burst out at his enemies-- and he may not be able to control it.

The man of action is sometimes also a man of violence. How much is his soul damaged-- without him even realizing it? How distorted has everything become after the constant dehumanization?

An area that is completely self indulgent,completely entitled, with 0 accountability, the elite preying on the vulnerable

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