Alone here in my room accompanied my multiple hours of solitude, I ponder.
Voices can be heard….
They belong to my victims now faceless. Their screams feed my heart more malice, more malevolence.
Ha-ha, Aegri Somnia
Hot liquid runs down my face and I find myself crying the blood I’ve spilled. Suddenly I open my eyes feeling cold; Emotion must not be felt.
I reach into empty space enclosing myself in it.
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