Excerpt from Crowley Shadowmane's journal #6

I now remember why I have such a dislike of "moral" deeds. The young woman was a blessing in that she has  put me definitively on my true path. No more will I lift a finger to help others in this cesspool of a universe. My path. My will. My dominion. Besides, their flesh slipped ever so deliciously from her singed and splitting bones. I do so miss that. Bloody John is becoming quite the artist….



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