He believed nicotine was the one thing that could calm him down. The rest of the world did not agree.

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I've been pretty obsessed with making art look like movie screenshots lately.
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Spesso quando parlate, io nn vi ascolto,
mi interessano di più le pause tra le parole,
ci leggo un disagio che oltrepassa la psicologia, qualcosa di primario.


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art,E.L.Kirchner

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Questa luce scarna
che alDolore resiste, anche dove più fortemente
colpisce eInfetta (menoGrave laResa)
invece prosegui incontro a unAltro mattino
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diQuesto restare,
finDentro ilLutto e l’assenza


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Sato felt it glaring, even before it had taken shape. A million eyes. It watched him. Sato knew the feeling. It had been watching him for a long long time already. Darkness taking shape. A person. Was it real, or just another one of those hallucinations?

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Look at Sato being totally not drunk at all.
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He didn't didn't fit in with the other students. Even though he dressed impeccable and kept his mouth shut so his heavy accent wouldn't give him away, they still gave him that patronizing look.

2 16

The worst part about prison wasn't the lack of fresh air, natural daylight or the bad food. It wasn't even the long bouts of solitary confinement. No, the worst part was the constant feeling of fear that crept up on him. It kept him on edge all the time.

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Artemion 😝😏tiene sentido pero a la vez no xD

4 14

They met at a roadside restaurant. Nothing too fancy. They did everything to ensure they wouldn't draw too much attention to themselves. They were just a regular bunch of people, exchanging papers while enjoying a cup of coffee and the occasional breakfast.

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Masaru didn't visit HQ a lot. Sato took care of business there. The few times he showed himself the men who guarded the bunker laughed and made mocking remarks. It was just words. Those men didn't dare to use their powers on him. They knew all to well who paid them.

4 15

Moriz hated the mountains, with its unbearable climate that could freeze a grown man within half an hour. He couldn't imagine himself living there, let alone survive for so many years to come, but as always he adapted.

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That was it. Sergei was done with that little shit. That little asshole just had to die. He lunged forward, his body fueled by the power of his aura and pure rage. He grabbed Sato by his scarf and pulled him forwards.
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Death was everywhere in the lower city of Darkai. Everything was poisoned there. The ground, the food, the water. Everything, except the alcohol that was imported.

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They warned him to not get involved, but he did anyway. His curiosity drove him towards these ghostly children, and they welcomed him at first. They probably laughed as they watched him go insane.

2 9

Sato and Lucy taking a garden walk.

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