I've lost all contact with the person I thought of as myself. You've become an animal, as mindless as the mob crawling after you. The image came to me slowly in the haze of the pain you caused. I was wounded, but there was still a granite core of strength inside me. I could fight back, and my enemies would empower me. The next time you take a jab of your dagger, I retrieve it and sliced. Shh, only a few more minutes.
October 30, 2011