A little death never harmed anyone.
A lot of death never humbled anyone.
Nobody cares.
A little whining bothers some people.
A lot of whining bothers everyone.
We don't care.

Kill your enemies.
Kill eachother.
Kill yourself.
We still don't care.

Just do us all a favour
and stop telling us.
Skullcap and Pineal do well enough.
And your voices are shrill.

I see. You die. So can I.
Try it, please, quietly.
It's like adopting six kids at once
or eating twelve hearts in a row.
Whichever is your cup of tea.

- D. Marth Naser


Penned by my hand on the 20th of Severin, in the year 245 MA.