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I feel it all. Every tiny pricking sensation, every chill, every bit of sadness, every spec of guilt, every little, stinging pain. I feel it all. As if it was all just minutes, not centuries, ago.
If I am here, do I dare ask who else has been taken from their place of rest? I cannot face any of them in this state after what I have done. I cannot face him after what I have done. Gods give me strength.
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I am not supposed to be here. A reversal of death itself is unnatural. Is nothing sacred anymore?
I feel it all. Every tiny pricking sensation, every chill, every bit of sadness, every spec of guilt, every little, stinging pain. I feel it all. As if it was all just minutes, not centuries, ago.
If I am here, do I dare ask who else has been taken from their place of rest? I cannot face any of them in this state after what I have done. I cannot face him after what I have done. Gods give me strength.
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I am not supposed to be here. A reversal of death itself is unnatural. Is nothing sacred anymore?