Don't say another god damn word. Up until now,
I've been played. If you say anything else,
word 1. I will kill my self and when my tainted sprit
finds it's destination, I will topple the master of that dark place.
From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood
and fueled by my hatred for you and this tere engine will bore a hole
between this world and the next one. When it begins, you will hear the
sound of children screaming, as though from a great distance, a smoking
orb of nothing will grow above your head and from it, will amerge
a thousand straving crows. As I slip through the whitining mare
of my new f