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 Seeing a creature so clueless, hath made I bewildered. How does one live in a world so dark? How does one live in a world without a single creak? How does one live in a world where no words can be spoken? A fiend hath said once, "Why do thee worry for such unimportance, why don't thee worry for what society hath thought of thou instead? Thee hath showed I how shallow thy mind is." And I hath...

L'homme de la nature et de la vérité

Some despair aren't meant to be forgotten. Some lives aren't meant to be saved. Somethings aren't meant to go in one's way. Tell me, gentlemen, what is there to live for? Affection? Fame? Gold? Or is it to find a reason to be worth? For one who could not have the ability to love someone... Something... I suppose there are no longer any feel of living any longer within this world, no? Now...