I can remember vividly, vibrant as it occurred yesterday; instead of being the repressed memories from aeons ago. The sharp intake of my breath as the cold steel touched my naked flesh, exhilarating and numbing as it fell with a muted thud. Bruising the bone and tearing the tense bundles of muscles, again and again I brought it down. Not moment's rest did I take, no leave to breathe of pray. Any display of mercy will affect the chances, my chances; at the power of its cleansing thoroughness.
It was my religion.
Erratic Behaviour
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