«His wrists are chained together. Fear of the future, a bleak present…All of it fades in front of a little bird in his hands for a brief but crucial moment. A ray of light - accidently or not - penetrates the prison. It is a spark of hope, something real and alive that breaks through atmosphere of lies and hypocrisy».
«In your nightmares, I squeeze my claws. In mine as well».
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