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[impure_tale]

A lovely holiday, my dears. Perhaps some slight setbacks, but I am most satisfied to have enjoyed beautiful gifts and the joy of giving to others, even those with whom I've been at odds in the past.

Now now back to writing.

[Warden Filter]

I...confiscated what appears to be a riding crop from one of the newer Inmates earlier today. It struck me

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[inhumandog]

Hm.

I'd rather not.

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[impure_tale]

And yet here you are.

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[inhumandog]

I have nothing to say to you.

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[impure_tale]

Clearly you do, as you only resort to this when you're troubled. You might as well get on with it.

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[inhumandog]

Get on with what?

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[impure_tale]

With telling me what has upset you, of course.

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[inhumandog]

I'm sure you can guess.

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[impure_tale]

Oh, I am having a day of passive-aggression, I see! I'm not one for guessing games, cherub; please be succinct.

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[inhumandog]

The portraits.

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[impure_tale]

What about them? You're not here to forget what brought you to begin with.

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[inhumandog]

I don't want them.

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[impure_tale]

Welcome to adulthood.

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[inhumandog]

I am twenty eight years old! I am an adult.

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[impure_tale]

Then why are we quibbling about what you do and do not want?

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[inhumandog]

Because you knew that this would upset me.

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[impure_tale]

It's necessary.