For Thy Peace, My Soul

30.

Is it possible for me express my purest contempt for ones such as these? Despicable, soulless, filthy beasts spreading their disease of greedy lechery and purest inhumanity. Polluting the clear pool of this beauteous globe. If they cannot speak their own misdeeds; I shall not carry their sins. Even I reject them! Remove these wicked, reprehensible things so they may choke on the froth of their own horrors in deepest hell. I’ve seen too much of their gloating behind false remorse.

Freddy, take these villains from my view!

I beg of you.

And I shall comfort you when you return. Wash the slime of their rotted spirits from your gentle hands, for I am your dearest beloved, am I not?