“You, stranger, should unmask.”
“Indeed?”
“Indeed, it’s time. We have all laid aside disguise but you.”
“I wear no mask.”
“No mask? No mask!”

“[ . . . ] There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion. Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be properly made. [ . . . ]”

“They asked me to come up with an answer to future problems.
The answer, according to my hypothesis, was death.
Uncompromising. Efficient. Direct with the right application.
It was supposed to be, at least.”

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Commission from  munks.