originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[u]Po takes your hand, still clutching the book.[/u]
I went insane for 214 years. 214 years of torture. 214 years of having the voices control me, and tear at my sanity. I am but a shell of a man that I once was stores in somebody else's dead body. This book is but a curse that keeps me alive, and tortures me to remind me what I gave for my power.
English
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[b]I pull you to your feet, and start leading you away from the party[/b] .. I don't know what to say.. How did you regain your sanity?
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[u]Po looks at you with a dazed look.[/u] Who ever said I regained it? I've only gotten better at concealing the fact and preoccupying myself with my studies. When I have nothing to do or time to spare, it creeps back, invading my mind like a plague washing over town, killing all of the defenseless inhabitants.
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That is.. Troubling, to say the least...
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[u]Po nods in a agreement. [/u] I don't think I should consume alcoholic beverages anymore. They give me to much to think about and let the voices back in.
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I agree.. Perhaps you should go get some rest. An incident like that is hard to recover from at a loud party.
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[u]Po starts to walk away.[/u] Thank you for helping me calm down. I'm going to get some sleep.