Fact.

Our bodies are prisons for our souls. Our skin and blood, the iron bars of confinement. But fear not. All flesh decays. Death turns all to ash. And thus, death frees every soul.

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THE NOISES I MADE WERE NOT HUMAN.

I regret nothing.

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