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Thursday, January 12, 2006


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[Watching from the shadows, a figure barely outlined by the rays of light slightly touching the darkness turns and walks away, a laughter following in his footsteps.]

[Pulling up his sleeve, the wanderer began to unravel the bandages on his left arm. Slowly the flesh became visible and the many scars that bare his flesh. Grusome, deep, unhealed and scabbed from the decade of mutilation. Taking out a small tanto from inside his kimono, he began to carve into his body three new marks, each one for each man he killed that day. Then, forever more he would remember that battle whenever he touched his wound.]

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