The onrunning pedal of the restless cycle moves perpetually round and round, in the hope of completing a cycle that will never be fulfilled. Yet he tires — no matter what the result.
This is the massive outcome of becoming a cognitive idiot who stammers at noting and gets in the flow of everything.
This is the need-based need of a stoic worshipper — a follower of an incomparable deed that threatens to drown out the outcomes of his own tribe, in vain hopes of establishing his own supremacy.
This is the darewood devil, daring and baring all his teeth in an effeminate attempt at restoring his sanity.
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