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[sanctum-sacrificium]

 ---;               Constructed anatomy of scarlet kaleidoscope. A blizzard of shades -- red, purple, yellow. Cinnamon pools welcomed the tattered fresco of torn flesh. Bellicose, rebellious, volatile vessel torn into a myriad of shreds ; a destruction of creation itself. The foolish acts of man leading to an atrophy of all that had been carefully constructed by higher powers. And why? And to what extent would violence reign over common sense? And how much longer would she be a witness to such demonstrations of aggression?                  " My, my! Those are quite the wounds.                                              Please, sit down. "                       Words littered with hints of hurried worry. A sense of urgency. Heart rate soaring above average point. An outbreak of thoughts across cracks of her cerebrum -- the flicker of impulses fluttering between synapses.