( He doesn't mind this continued skull hound petting, really, because dogs usually either run from him r sink to cowering, with the exception of the few particularly overconfident wolfhounds or tiny lap dogs certain of their immenseness in the world. The dead perhaps lack the fear of the living.
... Not perhaps, Storm it, he's seen it repeatedly in his ungratefully extended time in this place! The dead don't fear pain, don't fear any of the sensible things of the living, other than the second cessation of their selves if they have enough of a sense of self to be so wise. Enough of them certainly do not! )
What do you even consider innocence? Have you asked after his crime?
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( He doesn't mind this continued skull hound petting, really, because dogs usually either run from him r sink to cowering, with the exception of the few particularly overconfident wolfhounds or tiny lap dogs certain of their immenseness in the world. The dead perhaps lack the fear of the living.
... Not perhaps, Storm it, he's seen it repeatedly in his ungratefully extended time in this place! The dead don't fear pain, don't fear any of the sensible things of the living, other than the second cessation of their selves if they have enough of a sense of self to be so wise. Enough of them certainly do not! )
What do you even consider innocence? Have you asked after his crime?