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Day 15

The lie of a job well done gets me through the day.

There is no joy. There is no enternal salvation waiting for me. No great deed I will fullfill at life's end. No grand holy act that will make up for all I've done, and all I plan to do.

There is no redemption waiting for my soul.

These healers remind me of this everytime they show their face. They waive their "good books" in my face as if I've asked to be saved. They shove their ideas down my throat. Down everybody's throat. I often question who are worse, the healers or the tamers. I often question if the world would be better off without them or I.

I have to stop killing healers. They always get me rambling like this afterwards.




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