'Through me you enter into the city of woes
Through me you enter into eternal pain,
Through me you enter the population of loss.
Abandon all hope, you who enter here.'
It's reminiscent, isn't it?
It is the truth here.. until a simple pleasure distracts the pain. The joy will overcome it for hours, days, while the darkness waits.
Though I am
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When you're just drained... and then you wish for it, and that one final blessing is that it actually comes...
[A dreamy sigh.]
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That is a wish I may certainly grant. Do find me if it becomes a strong one.
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Even to giving Sorata a break. I suppose I can only torment him so often, before he cracks and becomes of little use to me.
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He fears pain, and fear itself, and yet sought them from me with such eagerness. That entranced me, child.
Though he turnabouts and helps them plot against me. It is only expected, yet annoying. I believe he is worn indeed.
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Toys have a habit of doing that, always rebelling against their owners like it means something.
It doesn't, does it?
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I suppose his foolish actions are heroic in his mind. If he bleeds for me, perhaps I will not bleed others..
Do you imagine he's correct?
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How long will he bleed for you? There is only so much blood in the human body.
...no, I do not believe he is, although I don't suppose you are either.
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One can bleed a person in small doses.. if one has the patience, or wishes to keep it.
Oh? May I ask what you believe, then?
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Ah... like a pin-prick...?
I believe in very little, actually. It's rather simple.
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I would say a bit more than a pin prick, but the idea is the same.
What is this 'very little' then?
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Alright.
I believe in... Rain.
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