And in the midst of all this, she floats back into my head. I curse the fact that as my ship passed her, I was unable to have stuffed cotton into my ears as quickly or as efficiently as I should have, that the steel restraints binding me to the center mast crumbled effortlessly.
Her voice brought me back.
Powerlessly, I will lower my head and find my way back to her...as malicious and cruel as she is, I will find my way back, unless someone stops me in time. Wayward spirits echo voices of reason.
The desire has spread.
Her voice brought me back.
Powerlessly, I will lower my head and find my way back to her...as malicious and cruel as she is, I will find my way back, unless someone stops me in time. Wayward spirits echo voices of reason.
The desire has spread.
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:-P ~~~~~~~~~ pthththththththtbt
And it makes me feel bad that I find this somewhat amusing.