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Also, for those that didn't know,
The picture above was the original cover for Utopia
I didn't draw it but I made the design for the title.
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Flashback...
Teenage Tord's POV
Home...
Not so sweet home...
The walls are thin.
I cannot sleep
I have no comfort.
The tears from my eyes,
Are the only thing...
That gives me life.
Muffled screaming through the walls.
This wasn't new.
My mother, and my father, arguing, again.
I wish it can stop.
But it won't.
It can't.
Sometimes it would get physical.
Sometimes it won't.
I don't understand why they fight.
Sometimes I think my father just wants to start an argument.
The arguing got louder and louder.
The screaming becomes more and more violent.
The father comes from a long descent of royalty, of being in the Red Army.
And one day I will inherit his position as leader.
And once I rule all.
I will kill my father.
Thoughts of how I would kill my father would fill my head every night.
Perhaps a simple bullet to the head.
But that's not painful.
I want to use sandpaper.
I've always liked the eyes.
I'll put chili in his eyes.
Maybe bleach.
Or maybe I should set him on fire, then put it out.
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