Acid Trip Down Memory Lane

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Kalli It’s day three of hell week and all I want to do is crawl back to bed and throw the covers over my head. Fighting a hellhound for over eight hours a day is taking its toll on my body. Even with my accelerated healing there just isn’t enough time to completely return to normal, so my body is in a constant state of soreness. The yellow hue on my face from the multiple daily bruises feels like it's permanent. And this is Lachian only giving me about five, maybe ten percent of what he’s capable of. But I’ve improved so much already and I’m truly thankful for him.  He warned me today would be different. Today we would work on the mental and try to tap into my mind to see if there was anything we could force to the surface. So here I am sitting crossed-legged on the floor of the gym watc

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