The Keeper stole us from our homes, ripped our souls to shreds when he dragged us through the Hedge and changed us. We made contracts to live, pieced us back together how he wanted us.
Zhǐ Rén's got a journal he carries around. It ain't just for show, that's him. My rifle is me. You're only smelling our projections. You touch that book, you're touching him. You write in that book, you're cutting ink into him that he can't forget.
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Date: 2015-02-23 05:36 pm (UTC)1 DONT TH1NK 1 3V3R F1GUR3D OUT WH4T 4 K33P3R W4S
WH4T DO YOU M34N US3D?
W4S H3 4CTU4LLY 4 BOOK?
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Date: 2015-02-23 05:46 pm (UTC)Zhǐ Rén's got a journal he carries around. It ain't just for show, that's him. My rifle is me. You're only smelling our projections. You touch that book, you're touching him. You write in that book, you're cutting ink into him that he can't forget.
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Date: 2015-02-23 05:52 pm (UTC)SORRY
1 D1DNT M34N TO JOK3 4BOUT SOM3TH1NG L1K3 TH4T
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Date: 2015-02-23 08:53 pm (UTC)