It’s not over

Sorry. I’ve found acceptance to be too passive a thing.

While it’s true that sometimes there is no choice other than a swift acceptance, it seems to me that making premature statements is always risky when the coals of rebellion are still hot. I’ve had plenty of experience.
Just opening your hands, palms up, and accepting a swift judgment is not my style. My hooded eyes glisten with anger—somewhere in the back of my conscious mind, I am plotting.

Don’t turn your back on me.

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