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August 15, 2011
From a quiet, frenzied distance came the chill, a vibrant outcry of nothingness well applied via indistinct shuddering shadows flitting to and for for the watchers' amusement and distractions. What harrowed sorrow and portent could only vy indelicately with the oppressive enemy situated cleverly in plain sight as the best of friends, most enthusiastic supporter, most reliable ally...none could see the violence approaching, masked so well by the benevolent persona adopted. Then came the next tier of involvement obviating default ethics, seen suddenly as insufficient to the task and quite idiotic; so came the storm by the guided hand.