Put a pen to paper to savor this life without cruelty. Let the writing utensil slide and glide over the pristine society coming into fruition world which is to become nigh. I am God as I create words, the Bible for the characters contained within. There is no devil, it's just me as I begin to make them sin; all up to me to make their perspective lives win...or end. Damned criminal as I guide there lives from feast to famine; magically forming beasts in the east and west; north and south does not matter on my earth because both have no worth nor mouth.
I am giddy as hell as I spell another word to disturb another believer to deceive or not. And like reality, all the players will be an absurd lot.
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