“Many say that I lack compassion, sitting aloof from humanity.
I wrap my compassion in a cloak of apathy, for to do otherwise would leave me
weeping endlessly at life’s cruelties: the child given up by a mother unable to
take care of her, a man’s family left starving by his happenstancial death, the
shivering pup unable to escape the torment of his capricious owner. Even the
coldest, most dead heart cannot help but pump sorrow and bleed warm sympathy
when faced with sights such as these. Casting my cloak to the wind would but condemn
me to uncontrollable sorrow.”
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