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Heat #81


I walked slowly into the trees. There was no rush.
No rush since I knew what was about to happen because I controlled everything. Because I was everything.
A single thought of Archie crossed my mind. He no longer lived, or he lived: it was of no concern. And I understood then that I was a fearful God, a fiery God but a just God. I was chance and I was coincidence, I was circumstance and I was aftermath. I was everything: but there was no room there for compassion - and that is just how it is in my Universe.

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    Neville Hunt about 1 year ago

    I’m just hoping that face-smashed Archie is going to have a Lazarine experience and go and bust the crap out of the narrator. Trouble is, I’ve read Drew’s other stories and that doesn’t fill me with a lot of hope. 🥴

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    Drew Martyn about 1 year ago

    You know me well :)

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