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It's odd you know... The choices some make. None are wrong, just some seem to be faded, twisted, out of what some would see as normal. [Slides a black glover over a a pale white hand] But in some rare cases, no other word than 'wrong' comes to mind, when someone takes harm apon themself for money... [Tightens a red banadana over face] People make choices all the time, how should one condem a man forever, and who's to know what his thoughts on the matter are? [Ties hair back with a red ribbon] What if the person making the choice, is so far beyond the basis of 'normal' does it still make what he is doing questionable? [Tightens sash] Are the cases, where sometimes 'wrong' thing to do, in unfaultered reality, is the 'right' thing to do? [Takes out a rusted blood] Well who the hell knows. [Approaches an old looking man in a bamboo chair] If people had time to think such things out, there would be no time for what matters more than words-- [Slices neck of old man] Actions [Sticks head on a long spear, and walks away] As long as you understand why, no need for anyone else to. -known | |