Their fingers cracked the ground. The mountainous shape twisted their eye around the sphere of this prison I had made.
" How easy it is. You things are so insistent of your meekness. How terribly humble you are. I know better, you see. "
They slammed their blackened fist into the ash and dirt.
" You things can't admit when you are wrong. Even about yourselves. You work with tricks, and marvel at illusions no matter what help is offered you...and for what? You live little lives of speculation. You deal with trifles the speck of dusts. "
The halo began to turn, and I knew then...I was about to punish myself.
"You are better than you think. But you're going nowhere until you recognize how you wrong yourself with this...self hatred....so...shall we? You look like someone who needs a guilt or two burned away. "
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