Density comes from within the skulls of the mad.
Everything dies and shrivels to a crisp within the skulls of the mad.
No one can predict how or why this phenomena occurs.
Sometimes I really wish that I was as dense as some of the skulls I count.
It really pleases me to get intoxicated by the thoughts portrayed by the mad.
Teasing me with soft black silk and rose petals made of blood.
You see now that example is just a small fraction of what I want from you….
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