You wake up everyday refreshed, Every meal you have is from Le Cordon Bleu, Every day at the office is nothing but concord and smiles, Your spouse the most attractive, your house the best sized and equipped, and everyone you meet is wise and knowledgable,
but when you go to sleep, you see places stranger and rounder and more mysterious than the ones in your town, you meet people with arcane careers and esoteric hobbies and boundless enthusiasm, you are people with six legs made of chitin and can see smells, you go to the planets around distant stars and picnic on their hills, and you remember all of it when you wake up.
In the soul of the city, the four wheels, the scream for pity. Mercy screamed louder than her voice. Little girls sleeping promised with their toys. Not even one, the strong, the brave, the soldier, the slave. No one could
The doubters will cross the coals after the raid. Apology will not be in attendance. Sitting on the throne of cold blooded assassination, do you think justice demands the revenge? Whom you are killing, the body or the spirit? Heads