"Wherever I walk, blood and bodies follow in my wake. Wherever I speak, my lungs burn people at the stake. They're drawn to me, like moths to a flame. It makes me crazy, it drives me insane."
What do you think?
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[quote]He went like one that hath been stunned, And is a sense of forlorn: A sadder and wiser man, He rose the morrow morn[/quote] Name this excerpt. No cheating.