"You can learn how to be mute. Learn it. Learn it. Do learn it. Twould help you. Learn how to lie. Figure the odds out. Make you..."       He cut the word shortly as he tried as much and as hard as possible to hold unto the neck of the lad. That was the least he could. He could do more than that. He could bite more than that. He could fill the vacuum. He could feel the whole deal. He wanted her to make the foils known. He wanted his rage to push the odds. He was counting the odds. He was making his motive known. He knew that he would have his way. He knew that he would make time what he did want. He knew that he would fry the pain. He was enjoying himself. He didn't know how long he did have to achieve his aim. He did know that he would keep biding his time. He did know that he would fleshen the foils. He was just being patient for the meantime. He would make it known. He would make his plans known.

     "Let me have my way. Ah! My way!"       He wasn't so sure who that was directed to. He wasn't trying to make it known to his rage. There was nothing that would be done even if twere made known to his rage. He was just trying to figure quite the numbers of things. That was all that could do. He had gotten on it. He didn't know what he did mean by that thought. He didn't know who he had addressed it to. He did know that he hadn't addressed it to some god. He knew that his thoughts had not really been bridled. He had been making them take several routes. He couldn't be sure if he would be a made to regret that. He did know that nobody did try threatened him. He would always find his way and make his rage known. That was all that he would do. He knew what he was capable of doing. He knew what his rage had thought him. He didn't need anyone to remind him of who he was. He was more than enough for himself. He k

        "I'm sure you do have more things to say. Speak on. Speak and speak. Let me hear you speak. Speak up. Make your voice loud. Make it clear. Let all who do live around hear the call you prune. Cry and say it. Let us all know of what stuff you are made. Let them hear you and come tumbling here. Let them feel the pain you have been savoring. Let's see who would be there for you. Let's see who would stand for you. Let's see who would understand your stance and fiddle with the pain. Speak up and make the rudeness known."       He kept the pressure on him. His arms were doing the best arts he had ever thought of. He couldn't had thought of anything better. He did wish that he would be able to make meaning of it. He would be able to make rage of it. He wanted to achieve everything on him at that moment. He wouldn't be cool enough to allow his rage to cool out. He knew that he wasn't that patient. He

     "Do you disbelief everything? Why?"     He didn't know what to think. He shouldn't he shocked of course. He did know that the Leopard could then talk. He was more than glad about that. He was trying as much as possible not keep bracing the thoughts of how the Leopard had gotten then. He didn't want to nurse the thought. He could actually use it but it did seem like a cliche. He didn't know what he was supposed to put up with. He did hope that he was figuring the whole thing out. He was hoping that he was getting all the skill to it. He didn't know if he was right. He didn't know what to think anymore. He didn't know what skill he was supposed to use. He didn't know what rage he was supposed to supplant. He didn't want to be angry. He didn't think that best. He was hoping that he would be able to use several thoughts. He was hoping that he would be able to have his way with thoughts. He was trying his best. That was all that he cou

     "What have you done? Tell me! Do not make fool of me? Never ever you do that to me. You should know your place and figure out what is quite appropriate for you. If you do have no idea what that is then I might be generous to teach you. You don't seem to understand what you are and of what stance you're considered. You have no idea what you're supposed to be and what he you ain't. You do think that you could have your way with everything? You really do wanna feel all bossy now and show that you're what you're not? You've forgotten what you are made of and what your felon fate was,is and would be. You probably had forgotten that there is no fate for such as you. You might think that you did have your way with things. You might that you've had everyone fooled. You might think that you've understood the rage and are trying to mess what had been made? You can't really be sure if that feeling of yours right. You can't really bank on it. You do know that. You do know th