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- The world slivers to a small pinpoint of time. Cold. instinctual.
- Simple.
- Simple as the blade, tearing through the air, gleaming silver in it's moonlit descent. Simple as the animal fury obscuring all thought with spurts of adrenaline. Simple as the wet, shining blood streaming through the air like a million swimming jellyfish.
- Simple like death. Simple like murder.
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