Upon the Midnight Clear

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The way to overcome the angry man is with gentleness, the evil man with goodness, the miser with generosity and the liar with truth.

—An Indian proverb

It sounds good, doesn't it? If only people and life were that effing easy. Trust me, it takes more than a friendly biscuit to tame a hungry lion. And it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt. Then it's war.

—Savitar, Chthonian god

Dolor smiled as he finally felt the call of his summoning ring. For countless centuries he'd been asleep—cursed to wait for another human to grow enough testicles to awaken him. How he hated the dream goddess, Leta, for her abilities to trap him to this fate. To make him the lapdog of a mere mortal. Now the bitch would pay.

But first he'd have to deal with this pathetic mortal who had temporary power over him.

Leaning his head back, he allowed the conscious part of himself to travel through the darkness until he appeared as an apparition before his summoner.

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