These still waters disguise a hideous intention. A Kaleidoscope vision of a disfigured face, A ravenous wolf castrated and cloaked in an ember shroud. We can let centuries of memory pass, while plots and plans revolve and expound within the protection of bone blockades.
A solitary pile of kindling when agitated by ephemeral winds pushed through fate, can give rise to an unparalleled hate exposed by that single diminutive action. When the poisonous air corrupts the lungs of a man once virtuous, reluctant hands trembling with vulgar salacity will carve through that which is ignorant and innocent.
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