I would like to force them all back with a flick of my wrist and a huge blast radius.
I could gather energy as unassailable intelligence and eradicate assaulting targets.
“I’m going to have to go with Wrath,” retaliated Mal to the Operant in the movie Serenity.
But I can feel these puppet string reactions pulling at me from their various directions.
“If you believe in morality and justice, you must act or be discounted – fight or flee.”
How do I just wiggle out of these traps and follow the moon and sun until I am free?
