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Ivan by Acatalepteron

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Ivan looked at Him for a good long time. He just looked right back. For a minute Ivan felt white hot all over again, but than that faded, and Ivan just felt tired again. Stretched and tired. But the embers were still there, so Ivan took It out and looked at Him for another long time. Then Ivan pulled the trigger.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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