The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
You made the monster who now endangers not only our existence, but the very existence of everything. We pulled you from the ice that has been your tomb because we had hoped you would see the dire situation and do the right thing for once. So don’t play the savior!"
“The persistence of time is something neither of us are well know for, you could say we enjoy the entanglement of what is and what was as one moment,” it says with a wide toothy smile. “Do you think because we’re stuck here together we’re suddenly going to be best friends and have deep and …
“Let’s go back to the beginning, before you saw the two of them on the street. Tell me what happened after you walked out the gate,” says a poorly shaven overweight man with dried mustard in the corner of his mouth. “I-I, I walked out the gate tightly holding Abby’s lead, she gets excited sometimes, …
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