>See, I like making a complete fool of myself<
Kalia stopped running and looked at 'Snaga', frozen with shock. He had stabbed himself. Regaining her bodily functions, she tore a piece of cloth from the hem of her gown and wrapped it around the wound, after pulling out the dagger and laying it at his side. She tightened the cloth and pulled him into a sitting position.
"Now what was that all about?" she asked sternly.
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"Feeling like a freak on a leash, feeling like I have no release. How many times have I felt diseased? Nothing in my life is free, is free.... Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes it's my life I can taste." - Korn 'Freak on a Leash'
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