Promise little and do much.

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February 2012

60 posts

And the Dogs Were Silent We forced the doors. The master’s bedroom was wide open. The master’s bedroom was brilliantly lit, and the master was there, very calm… and all of us stopped… he was the master… I entered. It’s you, he said, very calmly… It was me, it was indeed me, I hold him, the good slave, the faithful slave, the slave slave, and suddenly his eyes were two cockroaches frightened on a...