ocr: Roland d : Iremember very little Of that time. Almost nothing in Fact. Just the vague swatches Of an animal's memories. Smells, Feelings and tastes - the IDOOD - all my skin crauling with an itch to be free - the deep green caress Of the Forest - its leaves like Fingers on me... and a boundless desire to kill. Anything. To: stop my shame. my shame? Does an animal know shame? No, but I was ashamed. Ashamed Of what the boy had done. So I killed him. When you Fight a man, a knight or a soldier, on the Field, all is equal, everyone isr responsible For his own survival, even the greatest can Fall w ...
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