and stepped outside into the cool evening air. he watched the sky fade from pink to black and knew his time was nearing an end. the barbarians were at the gate. we've all suffered much, he thought. the prejudice, the pain, the lack of understanding, the bad news that travels over the airwaves each and every night telling stories of treachery far worse than even he could imagine. the killer contemplates margarita drobiazko, the lithuanian ice dancer who has just fallen in competition, taking her partner down with her. the killer laughs. he does not need to be out there spreading his disease. the world will do it for him.yankee candle that goes best with death and destruction: amaranthageddon
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