• The solution to the world’s problems, in a vial of rose fluid, surrounded by flasks and beakers of blacks and blues and dark purples of deceit and treachery and evil and corruption. Only a couple of people know where it lies, but most are too preoccupied with stopping the problems than finding a solution.

  • It wasn’t a trap. It was a part, only backwards, where I was the little thing that they didn’t need anymore. My part was gone, flipped upside down, with it’s pockets shaken out. They were on a different level, and […]

  • My method with killing people sucks. Or so Master said. A dog, that’s what he thought I was. I needed a better method, whatever that meant. I have achieved somewhat an accomplishment. A few religious leaders and […]