The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“H-H-How do we stop it?”
“There is no we Michael, there is only you. This tear in all things important, is your burden to bare, and in that you must be the one to solve its riddle.”
“B-B-But, I don’t know what to do!” He says, looking up at him.
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