It's Only A Matter Of Time
Sick, warm pressure moving upward. It makes me queasy to think about it. Slow moving. If she gets through who knows what she'll do.
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Who Am I?
Iseult Van Tassel
I have many names and take many forms. I am one of an infinite number of beings. You can search and will never find me. I am not who or what you think I am. I may sit right beside you and you will never even sense it. It happens every day, ignorant people having a pleasant interaction with me, or so they think. They do not understand they are in the sights of terror, of horror. To really know me, you must read and understand.
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