"Put yourselves together."
What was that supposed to mean? Like seat up or buckle down? Was he trying to tell them to brace their hearts and puke fear? Or probably he wanted them to come together. But they were together at the moment. They'd clustered like some bunch of grapes strapped to the twig of a vine. They didn't have any choice to make regarding what of sort makes their master was. They could only pick their legs to the haughty rhythm his rage and chopped consciousness played to them. They were merely pawns and wouldn't fight the thoughts. Of course they wouldn't fight the realization. They loved being in it. They had no choiced exception. What exception could they had had? They had been made to believe the lie that Ja Lia was more of a spiritual being than natural. And who would want to fiddle with a spiritual monster? When lightening is outta the bottle, who on earth can imprison it? Of co
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"Argggghhhhh..." He felt like going to meet him. He felt like the hoisted hay in hampered hurls. He felt like the pull of rage and chaff of ire. He didn't dispute those and neither did he tag them a weakness. If they were, he'd loved them to be his strength at that moment. What strength would be greater than that? What rage would be fiercer than that. What ire would be keener than that? His guesses were tampered with, if at all he'd been nursing one. Ah! But his mood had been chopped by the sight of Ja Lia that his eerie eyes were making efforts to relate to the bounty brain. He didn't know what to make of the mystic moment. He didn't know what to do at that moment. Of course lots of ideas queued at the boulevard of his consciousness. He didn't know which to attend to firstly. He had no idea which amongst them would be vexed if not attended to at the appropriate time. He didn't know how to ma
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