It was like knowing hunger for the first
time. Or like really being able to
understand darkness, when darkness
always just knew...
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But I had no reason to remind you of
this. You were counting the seconds
from the outset...
And what of the black sky? Of the red
sea and crimson moon. Were there to
be further changes, reconnecting to this
folly? For it was folly, yes? Isn't that
what you'd like me to believe...
Heartache will know nothing of this
story, for that is when the river runs dry.
Isn't that what you wrote before? And
who was I kidding? Was it this flesh
alone that was kidding itself. This
momentary lapse of a rational mind...
I had become so deeply woven into it, as
if I was dripping from its web... I could
faintly see out the cracks, until they
began to grow...
...And let me tell you, they did grow...
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