karl3＠writeme.com wrote:
karl3＠writeme.com wrote:
traffick boss was sprouting in the woods his plan was to sadistically and horrifically torture people, shattering minds of communites in ways that held a sense of real, true evil so severely that it would be like the impact of a nuclear explosion, leaving reality corrupt for any who ventured near like usual the woodland was previously full of happy and carefree innocents, living a utopic existence free of harm or worry they had heard of worries, but didn't really seriously believe in them idea: "you don't want to give him a hug. he needs more than the huggers would live through."
pensation "i don't believe you shouldn't give him a hug. he obviously needs one! even if we die, won't he need the hugs we gave our lives for, in order to heal and stop [killing everyone]?"