There are the moments where you think you can escape. Then you find yourself smiling and your world whirling around you. You think about it. Then you realize, maybe this isn't such a bad life? Maybe I am better and always have been sick? But really the disease is slowly spreading inside of you. Corrupting you. Changing you. Slowly. Every so slowly. It is killing you. But you keep beging for more.
///This is of Wisky, but the alternate for this peice would have been Revenge is Best Served Cold but that would have been for Blizzard becuase get it, hehe, he's a bliz-yeah sorry nevermind...
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