With the blood of my slain gods on hands, I stand at the crossroads of hell and heaven.
I was the one who killed them, just as I had made them before. They died so I can start afresh.
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Shadowlessness, and how it feels.
{ 2007 09 01 }
With the blood of my slain gods on hands, I stand at the crossroads of hell and heaven.
I was the one who killed them, just as I had made them before. They died so I can start afresh.
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Posted by yzt on Saturday, September 1st, 2007, at 18:59:00 (\1188698340\PDT\C-0700), and filed under life.
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