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Our story is titled Heart of Thunder.

As by Rahm Alvi.

Raham Alvi is a Pakistani Canadian writer,

artist and a lover of all things related to science,

cosmic eldridge abominations,

and good food. And he's not writing, he's either wearing his wrists out from extremely intricate

ink drawings or hanging out with straight cats. And if you like what you hear, you can go back to

Technicolor Bath. So my dear listener, I hope you can sit back, relax, let me tell you a story.

Present. Damien Marshall was a prisoner to his own brain. He was beating his fist against

the glass of his cell, hoping someone could hear that this was not the real him. It was never meant

to be this way and truthfully, he had a heart swelling with love to give. Damien Marshall was not the real hymn. It was never meant to be this way, and truthfully, he had a heart

swelling with love to give. Damien Marshall was not an evil man, but he was beginning to think

that was a lie. No one quite sets out to be evil, he supposed. Malice was a byproduct of some

evolutionary self-preserving mammalian instinct. Sometimes evil just happened without intention.

There are mistakes, then there are crimes, and it was difficult to determine the lines between

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