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- The Anarch Movement
- Would I destroy a ceiling built to shelter so that you might see the sky? Yes, I would.
- I've been trapped in the house that
- A sister, I dreamed once
- The Camarilla
- I smell death underneath those
- Autarkis
- I tried to live in the house that Jack built, with the maiden forlorn and her cow with the crumpled horn. I watch the dog that worried the cat that ate the rat and then spat out his bones. I killed the horse and the hound with the horn that belonged to the farmer sowing his corn. I saw the rooster that crew in the morn, right before I lopped off his head in scorn.
- My patience didn't last long. I grew tired of the house, and I grew tired of everyone within its walls.
- Jack's chains couldn't hold me once I'd wrapped them around his pitiful neck. He struggled against me the way anyone does when someone's choking the life out of them, but all his kicking and screaming did nothing to save him. And in the moments before he died, I said to his purpling, sputtering face;
- "I am the man all tattered and torn. And I will be free from the place I was born."
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