"I should be in a trance."
He could say that over and over again. He should of course be in a trance. If he wasn't in a trance, then he should probably be walking through the aisle of Fantasy. He didn't know what to process. He didn't know what to believe. He was trying as much as possible for his instinct to register the new deal. He didn't know why twas reluctant. He didn't know why twas being indifferent. He didn't know why twas being offensive. He was trying as much as possible not to take offence. He didn't want to. There was no reason he should. He didn't know if that was true. He was only trying to ignore the feeling. He was only trying to figure out what was odd. He was only trying to reshape the foils and be able to stand on the feet of his rage. He didn't know what to feel anymore. He was only a sojourner in the land of his thoughts. He would take his time to be there for a while. He
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"You can learn how to be mute. Learn it. Learn it. Do learn it. Twould help you. Learn how to lie. Figure the odds out. Make you..." He cut the word shortly as he tried as much and as hard as possible to hold unto the neck of the lad. That was the least he could. He could do more than that. He could bite more than that. He could fill the vacuum. He could feel the whole deal. He wanted her to make the foils known. He wanted his rage to push the odds. He was counting the odds. He was making his motive known. He knew that he would have his way. He knew that he would make time what he did want. He knew that he would fry the pain. He was enjoying himself. He didn't know how long he did have to achieve his aim. He did know that he would keep biding his time. He did know that he would fleshen the foils. He was just being patient for the meantime. He would make it known. He would make his plans known.
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"What the fuck am I supposed to do?" He knew that he was supposed to be raged. He was of course supposed to be enraged. He didn't know why he was feeling quite indifferently. He didn't know how to fill up that vacuum. He was hoping that things would come out clearly. He was hoping that he would be able to have his way like he used to. He was hoping that he would be able to stand a chance. He didn't know what did go wrong. He was more than swelling. He was raging. He knew that sooner or later he would burst and there would be no one to contain. He wouldn't even allow himself to be contained. He knew what he would do and had been preparing himself for it. That was the best thing he could ever had thought of. He couldn't had thought of anything better. He did wish that he had thought of that. He didn't know what feeling was real anymore. Everything was assorted and he couldn't simply differentiat
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"Let me have my way. Ah! My way!" He wasn't so sure who that was directed to. He wasn't trying to make it known to his rage. There was nothing that would be done even if twere made known to his rage. He was just trying to figure quite the numbers of things. That was all that could do. He had gotten on it. He didn't know what he did mean by that thought. He didn't know who he had addressed it to. He did know that he hadn't addressed it to some god. He knew that his thoughts had not really been bridled. He had been making them take several routes. He couldn't be sure if he would be a made to regret that. He did know that nobody did try threatened him. He would always find his way and make his rage known. That was all that he would do. He knew what he was capable of doing. He knew what his rage had thought him. He didn't need anyone to remind him of who he was. He was more than enough for himself. He k
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"My dear son" He wanted to puke on that. He didn't know what to say about it. He wanted to be dismissive of course. He wanted to be raged. He did know that twould get to that. He was only sieving his options. He was trying to make his rage known. He wouldn't hide it of course. Why would he hide it. He didn't care what would happen. All he was thinking of was pretending not to had heard that. He knew that time would test it. He wouldn't be patient enough to figure out that. He didn't know how to be patient. Being patient was never his thing. He kept grumbling. His heart was heaving a salient sigh. If he could have his way, he didn't mind if he did rip his heart open. He didn't care. He didn't even know what to care anymore. He wasn't human anymore. He knew that and he would stick to it. He hated being made to feel too special. He has no idea what he did like. He didn't care what
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"I'm sure you do have more things to say. Speak on. Speak and speak. Let me hear you speak. Speak up. Make your voice loud. Make it clear. Let all who do live around hear the call you prune. Cry and say it. Let us all know of what stuff you are made. Let them hear you and come tumbling here. Let them feel the pain you have been savoring. Let's see who would be there for you. Let's see who would stand for you. Let's see who would understand your stance and fiddle with the pain. Speak up and make the rudeness known." He kept the pressure on him. His arms were doing the best arts he had ever thought of. He couldn't had thought of anything better. He did wish that he would be able to make meaning of it. He would be able to make rage of it. He wanted to achieve everything on him at that moment. He wouldn't be cool enough to allow his rage to cool out. He knew that he wasn't that patient. He
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ LXXV
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Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ LXXVI
"Do you disbelief everything? Why?" He didn't know what to think. He shouldn't he shocked of course. He did know that the Leopard could then talk. He was more than glad about that. He was trying as much as possible not keep bracing the thoughts of how the Leopard had gotten then. He didn't want to nurse the thought. He could actually use it but it did seem like a cliche. He didn't know what he was supposed to put up with. He did hope that he was figuring the whole thing out. He was hoping that he was getting all the skill to it. He didn't know if he was right. He didn't know what to think anymore. He didn't know what skill he was supposed to use. He didn't know what rage he was supposed to supplant. He didn't want to be angry. He didn't think that best. He was hoping that he would be able to use several thoughts. He was hoping that he would be able to have his way with thoughts. He was trying his best. That was all that he cou
Glad He Hate All ~Gladiator~ LXXVII
"Now listen to this attentively." He didn't want to listen. He didn't know how to do that. He simply didn't want to do it. he did find no reason for doing it. He didn't know how he was supposed to put up with that. He did have sundry other thoughts rippling that he hadn't even sorted. He hadn't even figured out how he was supposed to work his way around those. He didn't know how he was supposed to pull his rage. He didn't know how he was supposed to get out of the cage. He didn't know what he was supposed to know or what to know. He didn't even care. He didn't actually want to get of the literal cage, like behind the bars. He wanted to get out of the cage of his rage. That was all that he was trying to do. He was trying so hard to do it. He was trying so hard to put up with it. He didn't know how much he was supposed to put up with it. He didn't know what he was even supposed to put up with. He would simply have his way. That was a
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