The time went by, my mind still danced on, dodging and doubling. As my eyes conveyed to my mind, without conscious effort, I knew the space that limited my action and the time required for its completion. My heart leaping in and out, and ever inflicting damage. And still my feeling, with grim confusing, toiled after me. And sooner or later, I would accomplised my purpose, get the grip that would win this 'battle'. But in the meantime, I accepted all the 'punishment' the other could deal me. My tufts of ears had become tessels, my neck and shoulders were slashed and my lips were cut and bleeding. This all from those lightning snaps that were beyond my foreseeing and guarding.
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