In this passage, Jesse begins to trace the creeping sense of doom he and his colleagues share in their brutal suppression of protesters.
In this passage, Jesse begins to trace the creeping sense of doom he and his colleagues share in their brutal suppression of protesters.
1. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵, because I turned you into an amorphous lump of flesh. You’re not just immobile—you’re immortal, and you feel only anguish.
2. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺. That makes total sense—it’s a natural human impulse, and you’ve been through a lot.
1. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵, because I turned you into an amorphous lump of flesh. You’re not just immobile—you’re immortal, and you feel only anguish.
2. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺. That makes total sense—it’s a natural human impulse, and you’ve been through a lot.
Look. Am I exaggerating when I say I would die for Squen and Cragg? No. No I am not. MTG + Jim Henson Company = god-tier collab
This is how you do mascots, WotC. Not fucking Loot
Look. Am I exaggerating when I say I would die for Squen and Cragg? No. No I am not. MTG + Jim Henson Company = god-tier collab
This is how you do mascots, WotC. Not fucking Loot
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