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hemp garment and divine prophecy (idiom); fig. wonderfully skilled in divination
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Categories: unapologetic
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I was born on the night of the Son, and that night I was condemned to die, as was my fate. Grandpa kicked everyone out and we were the only ones left in the house. During the night, there were occasional bursts of ghostly cries. I miraculously survived, but Grandpa turned white all night. Until I saw with my own eyes that my grandfather was killed. From that moment on, I knew that I shouldn't remain silent. If you don't explode in silence, you will perish in silence. I want revenge...