[The tail rises, curls briefly into a loop, and then splats back down into a blood puddle. If it weren't currently so messy, the fur looks like it would be incredibly soft.]
I do bad things. Therefore by that too, I deserve it. [That listless tone is creeping back in.] Maybe sickness too.
[He'd never gotten sick in his life! In fact neither had his father or anyone else he knew. It's like low-class bingo, and he was hitting every box.
Demons. He didn't have horns, he was pretty sure those were just big ugly hands, and where was Hell?]
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[The tail rises, curls briefly into a loop, and then splats back down into a blood puddle. If it weren't currently so messy, the fur looks like it would be incredibly soft.]
I do bad things. Therefore by that too, I deserve it. [That listless tone is creeping back in.] Maybe sickness too.
[He'd never gotten sick in his life! In fact neither had his father or anyone else he knew. It's like low-class bingo, and he was hitting every box.
Demons. He didn't have horns, he was pretty sure those were just big ugly hands, and where was Hell?]
Never met any of those.