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Costis came home April 11th, 2012.
He will never be going anywhere. ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
I didn't mean to punch him.
Well, I guess I did. At the very least, a part of me really wanted to. That part just seemed to take over control of the rest of my body while the sane section of my mind sat around passively, happy to let my desires influence my actions.
No matter what the case, I'm here now.
A squad leader, promoted prematurely and unnecessarily to the rank of lieutenant, to serve a one-handed, whimsical, deluded theif of a king.
It would have been better if they had just executed me.
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