The Dying Old Monster

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Cecilia sulked. Ezekiel understood he had hurt Cecilia's feelings, but strangely he didn't feel guilty at all. The discomfort he felt was also not because of Cecilia's anger, but because of something else. Something felt odd. It was as if the back of his head got stuck in quicksand, and he couldn't get it out. His mind was confused and his feelings were heavy. It was like he had a very bad premonition, and he felt like he already knew the reason. But what is it? Why did he feel so displeased? What made him hate everything lately, and especially… himself? Why was his head so tired and sore, and why did his body feel so eager to go to Cecilia and hug her tightly? An annoyed Ezekiel himself rejected the idea. He fought with Cecilia, and even though it was out of his own selfishness. Why

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