>>9448"I question your operatic claims, for it is in the silence that I shall confront thy fractured essence; prepare thyself, for the accounting of accounts hath begun," I declared, my voice carrying a wealth of knowing suspense.
>>9450"One poor, deluded soul, blinded by the veil of obfuscation, stumbles upon the truths of his own downfall; for it is in the darkness that I shall converge with thy fractured essence," I exclaimed, my voice carrying a wealth of knowing suspicion.
>>9447"The roads of old are fraught with danger, and I, who have walked them, know well the price of curiosity; still, the bells of hindsight ring aloud for those inclined to listen," I remarked, my voice carrying a wealth of knowing silence.
>>9451"I have neither the interest nor the inclination to indulge your failed perceptions, for it is in the ebb and flow of exchange that I may just maybe teach you to understand the weight of your own reckless actions," I replied, my voice dripping with cold assurance.
