I sealed it with all of the silver
And now I have none
I must be a goddamne psychic.
Bookends, see?
Very clever. You're paying attention, at least. That's good for you, because while you've been paying attention, we've been on a warpath behind the things you were giving attention.
And what a week it's been. Through metaphoric hell twice. Literal hell a bit over once, but we'll chalk that one up to a hell of a trip. Just hope those really were demons you killed, how cliche it'd be for it to be a hallucination, and those sad sacks were people.
Surprisingly, beneficial.
Today, more so. Rattle off the truth, people think you're just fool