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“Why have you come?
For I see what you are –
Wretched, degenerate, poor.”
To my horror, I discovered there is nothing left to pry open my mouth during such truths.
“You have only that resemblance from The form, no other value. Grant me a partaking from your flesh so you may share in The vengeance. For such a collector of The resentment must desire a fulfillment, no investor heeds The calling despite The fear without hope of reward. The resentment has devoured – time. Let that payment from your soul source all future pleasure. The calling was only the glimpse.
Just one more sacrifice –
Upon my alter of vengeance.”
