The Act of Violence.
Against neighbors,
Against Self,
Against God.
The Art of Violence.
May blood spill,
May blood splay on the canvas that once was the Earth.
Beautiful.
"Have you heard?"
?
"They say there is a monster in the forest of Earthbread.. attacking non-cookies and cookies alike.."
Why?..
"No idea, but there is one constant thing between all of those victims.. their left arm is always missing, ripped apart."
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