The dimming of the light

...and, for a time, all that was left were the spasms of bitter jealousy on his furrowed brow...on his dry and tasteless tongue...in his clenching jaw...in his tired eyes...in his twisted constricted spine...in his somehow still-beating heart....

...he continued forward...

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