"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
"What are you?" He had no idea what he did have in mind when he did wield those words. He did wish that he did know what he was thinking. He didn't know and couldn't remember. He wouldn't be making an effort to remember of course. He would rather be making an effort to figure out what was odd. That was the only thing he could think off. He was trying to regulate his thoughts. He was trying to get better. He couldn't had arrive at a conclusion. He didn't know how to do that. He didn't want to do that. He wanted to fiddle with the chances he did have before he would be able to supplant his rage. He didn't think that rage would be the best thing to use. He didn't think of anything better. He did hope that he would be able to do that. He did hope that he would be able to meet up with the wiles which were gnawing at his rage. He didn't know how to put the thoughts in order. He was trying all he c
"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
"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
"What have you done? Tell me! Do not make fool of me? Never ever you do that to me. You should know your place and figure out what is quite appropriate for you. If you do have no idea what that is then I might be generous to teach you. You don't seem to understand what you are and of what stance you're considered. You have no idea what you're supposed to be and what he you ain't. You do think that you could have your way with everything? You really do wanna feel all bossy now and show that you're what you're not? You've forgotten what you are made of and what your felon fate was,is and would be. You probably had forgotten that there is no fate for such as you. You might think that you did have your way with things. You might that you've had everyone fooled. You might think that you've understood the rage and are trying to mess what had been made? You can't really be sure if that feeling of yours right. You can't really bank on it. You do know that. You do know th
"I'm sure you're sucking the nectar of the gods from these?" The Cod tried as much as possible not to think of what he thinking. He knew that twasnt the best thing to think about. He didn't want to nurse the thought. He didn't want to put up with it. He didn't want to identify with the odds. He knew what he was putting up with. He couldn't be sure. He did wish that he would be and would be able to figure out what he was supposed to do. He didn't even know. He was becoming clueless and nothing else did get on and crush his nerve than that. He would take everything but that. He would put up with everything but that. He wouldn't take the chance. He knew what he would meet up with. He knew what he would try to understand. He didn't even know how to make meaning of it. He would only keep reeling from the thoughts. He would keep running the course over and over again. He couldn't put up with the right thought. He did want t
"Where again are we? Ain't you tired of all this." The view was familiar. He knew what twas. He had been there before. He wouldn't want to act as though he couldn't think or couldn't arrive at a sane judgement. That would rather be belittling. He didn't want an odd thing to have a start with him. He would try to scribble the implication of where he was on the platter of his memory. That should help him. It did seem as though he had sucked that imagery before. He did need to puke at that moment. If he wouldn't do that, he wouldn't be able to figure out where he was. He looked. He wasn't sure if he was seeing. He didn't even know if his eyes were open. It did seem as though a mist had made mess of his sight. He didn't even know what to put up with. He wasn't trying to play around the whole thing. He did only want to be sure. Everyone would want to do that. No one would ever want to be pawned. He hated having that feelings. He w
"I'll have you whenever I want!" He didn't want to process that thought. He didn't need to. He did know what the Nymph could do and was lying wait for her. He didn't want to think the odds thoughts. He didn't know if he would be able to steer of them. He wasn't so bridled of course. He had always been loose and hadn't learnt to deal with the loose end. He did wish that he would be able to tame the rage and have his way around the whole thing. He really did wish. That was the only thing he could do. He couldn't had done better. Wish was the best pull. He wasn't waiting for the Nymph. He wanted to see what she would do. He probably was nursing the wrong thoughts. He had seen quite the numbers of things and shouldn't be surprised if something odd did take a new form. He didn't know what to be surprised about anymore. He would only wait. He wouldn't have to wait forever of course. He had never waited forever ever. It did have a sp
"Stand up from me now." He wanted to say more than that. He was raged and he could feel his eyes bulging. He could feel his rage swelling. He could feel his heart's palpitations draped in crazed velocity. He didn't want to ignore all the attributes. He was more than sure that he was going to split. He was very sure that he wouldn't be able to take it anymore. He did know what he did want and that was what he would go for. He would never make a puppet of himself. He would never be what he wouldn't be able to control. He wouldn't ever be what would be outta his own grasp. He would maintain the odds and rages he was already familiar with. Those were the only things which did seem as the best hoe for him. He did know that he wouldn't be able to put up with several other things ever. He did know that he wouldn't be able to understand several other things ever. He was more than sure about that. He was taking his time and was