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Chapter Five
And the hearts of men grew cold,
but their hands kindled fire.
They called it justice,
but it tasted of blood.
The meek turned away,
but the proud clenched their teeth.
And lo, when the silence broke,
WЯ₳TH walked among them, cloaked in smoke.
He who strikes in rage strikes twice: once at the world,
and once at his own soul.
For anger stored is poison,
but wrath unleashed is plague.
And I saw a vessel scorched with seven marks.
Its mouth spoke not,
but the sky cracked.
And it was said:
“This too is written. This too must burn.”
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