So I sit here in trembling berserker strength, making cuts to my middle veins to my very veiny arms and feel nothing. I breathe in deeply and feel rage, the rage that could transcend paradigms off their hinges. *Breathe in* The blood from my enemy I lick with my tongue across the top row of my teeth in an agony I have not felt in a long aeon of
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