As soon as I realized about what my identity is, on all walks of life I tried to fight one simple statement:
"LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON"
But, by now, I know that I'm stained somehow. Yeah, tinted, at least.
Last night I dreamt that I'm bleeding from the nose. I was thinking about that right now and it reminded me of Webgard and his obsession with death because of a nose bleeding. Also, Soie told me that she is thinking about him very often these days?
Where are you, Webgard?