Difference between revisions of "Lee Jong-dae"
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He went looking all the same. Dove into the heart, waded into the dream. Tapped into the reptile brain, into that which slumbers beneath. He walked the path to understanding and came to the end. And in the end he was found wanting. | He went looking all the same. Dove into the heart, waded into the dream. Tapped into the reptile brain, into that which slumbers beneath. He walked the path to understanding and came to the end. And in the end he was found wanting. | ||
− | + | H҉̡̖̘͎͘E̼͈̺͖L̲̟͇͓ͅL͍̱̺̯̮̣̝Ó̥̗̣͘͞ ̪̺̞̱̖̗̣̞͔́̀͟D̸͕͍͈͕̜̯͚͠͠À̞̰̺͍̹̯̞͠R̠͕̦̺̘̩͓͡Ḳ̞͙̥̱͉͢͞N̛̗͓̙̗̰̦͟È͔͓̙̻̤̫̰͟S͏̖̻̤̻̰͢S͕̫̘͠ͅ ̸̡͓̙̻̺͇M̶̡̝̩͔̬͈̠͉̱Y̸̢͇̩̹̱͖ ͏̮͎͖̩O̧̥͖͚L̷̴̙̮̳D͓̲̞ ̻͙̙̪F̧̧͓͔͈̣͈̺̭̭R҉̜̪̠͚͉I̜̜̫̮̘͢͡E̘̼̘͟͞N͏̴̧͙̤̱̘̦̪ͅD̥̺̯͞ | |
He faced every miserable question. | He faced every miserable question. | ||
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The one called Yuichi was a lost cause and so the boy moved on. He listened to the others. He heard them speak of the Signal. Of the one they called John. Filed it all away. He saw the way they feared it but he remembers where he read the name, scrawled on a computer screen in black and white. Once again he believed he could see -- like recognising like. Kindred spirits, kindred souls. Victims united. | The one called Yuichi was a lost cause and so the boy moved on. He listened to the others. He heard them speak of the Signal. Of the one they called John. Filed it all away. He saw the way they feared it but he remembers where he read the name, scrawled on a computer screen in black and white. Once again he believed he could see -- like recognising like. Kindred spirits, kindred souls. Victims united. | ||
− | ' | + | ̮̩̮͎͖͉̳́͟͜I͝͏̢̰̜̣̯̬̳͕'̢͚͇͙V̞̘E̷̘̥̰̞̹͖̱̹ͅ ͏̼̘C̸͈͎͍̲̘̺̠͎O̶̡̠̰M͙̰̀̕E̴̻̳̜͖̟͢͜ ̭̝̼̙T̨̲̼̜͕͖̼̫̺͜͡Ǫ̙̙̪̮̭̱̬́ ̡͚͎T̗̫͟͜͠A̘͓͖͈̫͘͘L̵̸̛̺̩̼̳̥̳K͓̱̀͠ ̘̙̙W̷̷͓̬͝I̩T̠͈́H̸̻͈̳̫̟̦͡ ̢͇̤̼̭͞Ý̬O̶͇̞̘̟̲͙̻̯̤͞U͏̹̜ ̸̨̱̼A̡͍̕͠G̡̭̳̪̩̩͚̞͚͚Ạ̡̗̯͚͔̥͞I̸͏̷̞̼̭̥͈͎͚̻ͅŅ̯̲ |
The boy thought himself fearless. The others said the Signal liked to dig in, claw its way in deep. Read you like a book. Uncover what you like to keep buried. But he knew what lived in the dark. He knew the Shadow. Stood shoulder to shoulder with it. There was nothing to be found that he didn’t know himself. | The boy thought himself fearless. The others said the Signal liked to dig in, claw its way in deep. Read you like a book. Uncover what you like to keep buried. But he knew what lived in the dark. He knew the Shadow. Stood shoulder to shoulder with it. There was nothing to be found that he didn’t know himself. |