The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
She stares at him intensely for some moments. “What’ll happen if I touch it?” She asks as she lets him go.
“I don’t know, all she said was dire things would happen, things that no self-minded individual would want to happen.”
“What sort of answer is that supposed to be?”
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