#343699 added April 26, 2005 at 11:21pm Restrictions: None
Weak
I hate weakness. I compare weakness to rot. It's defenseless, helpless, and uncurable. And the stench is awful. Weakness is in my room right now as I speak, and I have no say. G herself is laughing at me now, I know.
Some might say I am being punished. But this minor expulsion from my cave has only forced me to think for longer periods. And I am my most dangerous when I formulate a plan.
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