strength is its own creature, and retribution is served to those who deserve it -- i have lived a life believing that, and in justice, watching all things play out by their own hand, own accord, slipping into the pocket of a master who has tamed his companion well. direction is a powerful thing; big fish would not deny the oncoming of a reticent current; those fish, themselves, hushing to the sound of a reluctant beat.
the sun is going down and i am watching the lights shut off, not naturally, not willingly, but by a hand, ungodly, pushing on the switch.
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