in the release of madness

in the release of madness

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Time has become like the water's of my home Fountain, moving but never changing only for when it evaporates away. I fear I linger far too long in limbo, my movements My days My life have become nothing more than the inner workings of a Grand old clock. I wake only for a few hours to feed the bodies needs, then return back to slumber where reality can hide undefined by the laws of truth.
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I gave up my life four hundred years ago, for my friends and family. Sickness had claimed many in my home town. I gave up my human soul for them and in return I was give immortal soul. Not a vampire or any of that rubbish. Though they do exist. I watched everyone I loved in the time of their dying, knowing I couldn't follow them. Four hundred years later, I'm alive. And feast on the souls that no one uses, as they had before. In sacrificing one life for another, I pray every day, that my past in some way doesn't come back to me. But I was wrong.

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