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"No..... Not possible. Never."
What he did turn to did made confetti of his expectations. His sanity had been chopped and he was trying to have them into a whole.
He didn't know what to do and how to go about that. He did want to fiddle with his Instinct but he knew that he had no idea of what might be impending.
He didn't know if he did have enough time to figure out quite the numbers of things. He didn't know if he was doing his best to allot a sane meaning to everything.
He didn't know if he was if he was making enough efforts in wanting to figure out what would be and had been.
He didn't know what to know or feel anymore. He was only trying his best. That was the best he could ever try. He couldn't had done better.
There was nothing he could had done. He would figure it out soon. He would make it known soon.
Time would fill it. He did know what he was supposed to feel.
He was before the castle of Poseidon. He did want to ignore it. He didn't know if that was the best thing for him to do.
He hoped that that would be. All he was only doing at that moment was guessing. He didn't know what guesses would do to him.
He didn't even know what to think anymore. He was hoping that he would be able to figure it out. He didn't know how true that would be.
He would try as much as possible. He would feel his rage. He would rave and rage till he did have his way.
He did want to register the odd and identify with the whole deal. Everything did seem remote to him.
He knew that he could simply reach for and at it but he didn't know what to put up with. He was only trying his best.
That was the only thing he could do. He couldn't do better. He couldn't figure out what next to do. He did want to figure out what all was about.
The gate of the Castle was very large and was delicately and consciously made. He didn't know how to identify with the odds.
He did know that he had no idea but he would try his best. He would put in effort. That was the best thing he could ever think of.
He didn't know if that was ever even possible. He did have his way with the thought. He did have his motive known.
He didn't know how to go about sorting the remaining thing. He would try as much as possible. He would fiddle with the rage and arrive at conclusion.
He would do all he did need to do. He didn't know if those were what were expected of him. He would just live the odds.
He would try his best to identify with the rage. He would make his motive known. He would figure the whole thing out.
He would place a tag on it and get to know what was right and wrong. He didn't know if those were worth nursing.
He did want to understand all the things which had been allowed by the numb natural defections, but he simply couldn't. Be hoped that he really could.
What had made him turn was the opening of the door. While the door had opened, there was a creak which had complemented the effort of the wanky winds.
He looked closely. There was no one there. Did the gate open all by itself? He didn't know if that was true.
He didn't know if he was supposed to believe that or not. He didn't know if he was supposed to identify with that.
He was trying all his best. He would do all he could. He didn't know if twas a trap.He didn't know what was and what was not a trap.
He would only fix his own odds and enthrone his rage. That was the only thing he would do. He would try as much as possible to do just that.
He would figure out with it. He would make his rage and odds known. He would fill the vacuum his instinct kept digging.
He knew that he could never get wearied of it. Twas his duty and he must always be in. He must always do what was right.
He must always know what he was supposed to do. He did know how to figure it out and he would try his best.
He looked again. He had told a lanky lie when he did say that he hadn't seen a being in the compound of the castle.
He probably didn't look properly. Probably his eyes had been smothered by the haste of making meaning of the whole mystery.
Thereby his mental Ken had been so stingy in leasing that idea to his rage. He would then have his time to figure it all out at that.
He didn't know if he was really seeing something. He only wanted to ascertain. That was the best thing he could had ever thought.
He walked through the gate with his heart in his mouth and his mouth in his legs. He didn't know how possible that was.
He was only conscious of whatever might happen to him. He did know that there was nothing he would be able to do if he was caught or something did accost him.
He didn't know why then he was being cautious. He did soothe his rage and grits that he was thus because he wanted to be prepared for whatever would be tossed at him. He would do all he could of course.
He walked in and had his hands to his back. He heard he door make the same sodden sound. He did know what that was.
He needn't look back. He would concentrate on what he was seeing. The compound was very large and there was a statue in the heart.
He could say even if he were woken up from the dead who the person who was carved in the statue was. He didn't even know if twas the skillful trail of a carver or a moulder.
He would only do the little he could. He would try as much as possible. He would figure it out and have his rage known.
That was all that he would do. The statue was of Poseidon and his beast. He did know that. He needed no soothsayer to affirm that to think.
He would do as much as possible to get what he was there for. He would figure out the whole deal. He would do all he could and would make meaning of it.
He would be sane enough to handle the whole deal. Time would help him fix the rage. He did know what he was supposed to do.
He was snapped back to reality when he did realize that his hypotheses were right. He did figure out at that moment that there was really something there.
He had thought that twas an illusion or something close to that. He had thought that twas some gift loaned by the salient silhouettes by the shrewd shadows.
He didn't know that twas so real. He didn't know why he was being so dismissive. He didn't know why he had thought that twould be nothing in the first place.
The truth had catch up with him and there was nowhere he could run to. He did know that and wouldn't tell himself a lie.
Twas the monster. Leviathan! How had it gotten there. Hell! What was wrong in that world. Everything which was happening was to affect him.
He could say it over and over again that everything that was happening was to make him go insane. He didn't know how true that was.
He didn't even want to care how true twas. He just needed to figure the whole things out. He did remember that he had left it in the former room.
He left it there and had entered the room borne by some worn winds. Then what was the next deal.
The beast had its head down. He had no idea what that did mean. He didn't know if that was some other signs he couldn't identify with.
He didn't know what to think anymore. He really did wish that he would be able to identify the whole thing.
He did wish that he would be able to make meaning of the while but hell wrong he was. He was few steps away from the beast which was close to the fence wrought from gold.
He didn't know if the crazy Poseidon did have much plans about making the gold into real wealth.
He didn't know if that could even nurse such thought. It did appear to him that he was the only one who would nurse such thought.
He decided what to do with the beast. He wanted to move closer to it. He didn't know if that was the best option. He was hoping that twould be, but he couldn't help.
The beast growled and fire coursed from its nose. He knew that was never a good sign. He would never take chances.
That was never the best thought to nurse. He would try as much as possible. He decided to leave that. Then he felt a force unlike the winds pushing him towards the door of the castle.
He knew that he was not of his own accord anymore. He was already a pawn. The only thing he could do was prepare his heart for whatever would be.
Hell! He didn't know what surprises again would be left for him. He had no idea.
He could only hope. The door of the castle open. Salient sighs!