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He was a good man. But good men die. To free them, to protect them, we must be savages. So give me evil. Give me darkness. Make me the bloodydamn devil if we can bring even the faintest ray of light.”
I am a child of hell, and I’ve spent too long in their heaven.
‘Home isn’t where you’re from, it’s where you find light when all grows dark.’
In this one, my words, like my hands, are clumsy. All they can do is cut. All they can do is break.