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[Private to the Marquis]
My life...a spider's web of lies and deceit. I was the spider, spinning the web to keep myself from falling too far in. I caught so many other lives in that net, twisting them about as if they were only puppets. Which they were, of course. I cared not for their lives because they cared not for mine. They cared not to see, they cared not to look.
And now, in my death, there are webs all around me. They catch and twist, made up of words that they cannot justify.
My web almost broke.
If it had- where would I be?
Is nothing real?
[Private to Sexby]
What did it feel like?
[Private to Judas]
I will need to be alone for a few days, my friend.
My life...a spider's web of lies and deceit. I was the spider, spinning the web to keep myself from falling too far in. I caught so many other lives in that net, twisting them about as if they were only puppets. Which they were, of course. I cared not for their lives because they cared not for mine. They cared not to see, they cared not to look.
And now, in my death, there are webs all around me. They catch and twist, made up of words that they cannot justify.
My web almost broke.
If it had- where would I be?
Is nothing real?
[Private to Sexby]
What did it feel like?
[Private to Judas]
I will need to be alone for a few days, my friend.
