

Morisan the ServantEvilll-Morisan the Servant
“Oh this misery in which people look forth at as good… how can they stand it?!” Morisan only looked ahead and kicked a rock as he turned to his side, the tree slowly swaying in tempo with the wind, a mere orchestra of nature, the birds by the side, the soft chatter of grasshoppers to each other through song like child to child. Morisan hated it, he thought it was the worst sound ever, in fact, it drove him crazy! Crazy enough to be himself; which most people would agree, is past the madman state of mind. He only shrugged and stepped in, bible in hand, as he then again sighed softly, soft particles of dust bow
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[ i'll show you a G O D, falls asleep on the J O B ]
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