The beast is a loathsome master, and yet it constantly seduces me with new gifts.  Several months ago, I mastered the art of reliably (and exhaustingly) willing my body to appear in any location I wished.  Now, I am able to focus my energies on a portrait and gaze through the eyes of its subject.  This causes them no little discomfort, and so it is a choice that begins an endgame.  But given the sadism of Angelique, my opponent, it is an apt calling card.  She now knows that her secrets are exposed.  It is delicious to see her sweat.

The question has become, “Now that I know her secrets, how long until she knows mine?”



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