It was necessary.
The necessity of sacrifice.
To its ends.
Guilt, yes.
In that it was done.
In that I did it.
Damnation, perhaps.
But it was not in vain.
Will not be.
Sacrifices.
Mine.
Theirs.
But the taste of it.
Tiariel. I promised you.
...
I can touch nothing.
Not like this.
I am far from unique today.
[ooc: Somebody's rather bloody
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