You Like Rock? Little Boy, I’m Not

He Was Death, And He'd Ridden In On A Pale Horse.

The Smallest Decisions Made Had Such Profound Repercussions. One Ten-minute Wait Could Save A Life… Or End It… One Wrong Turn Down The Right Street Or One Seemingly Unimportant Conversation, And Everything Was Changed. It Wasn’t Right That Each Lifetime Was Defined, Ruined, Ended, And Made By Such Seemingly Innocuous Details. A Major Life-threatening Event Should Come With A Flashing Warning Sign That Either Said Abandon All Hope Or Safety Ahead. It Was The Cruelest Joke Of All That No One Could See The Most Vicious Curves Until They Were Over The Edge, Falling Into The Abyss Below.

Fine, But I’m Not Ripping The Head Off A Voodoo Chicken Or Drinking Anything Disgusting. (grace)

Where Are We? (jericho) Noir’s Happy Place. It’s Where He Brings The Beings He Wants To Play With. (asmodeus) Punish. (jericho) You Say Ta-mah-to. I Say To-mah-to. (asmodeus)

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