Gods Don't Automatically Do Miracles

And yet, the fact of the matter is that even in his day, he was publically derided as delusional, crazy, demon-possessed, and a blasphemer. the religious leaders of his day saw no miracles from him that were in any way unique.

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Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty

“everyone thinks you're some delusional beast! and i've been terrible to you! and now you're…you're covered in blood!" her face twisted up as she fought a sob. “for me! for us! you…you almost…i thought you'd killed yourself, for _me_!

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Vengeance of Sweet Blood- The Scheme

How could she have been so delusional to have not seen what lie in front of her? how could she believe her life to have been so perfect that she had prepared for a clutch?

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Vent a Plea

A glass that was just but one side of this delusional box. emotions were something i was never good at. i still am not good at. i'm suffocating. i'm drowning. help! help me please..? i want to scream it out. i want to cry it out.

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Jewel: Chapter One

Ambitious but somewhat delusional, vedran was well-known for his arrogance.

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The Doctor's Curse [Commission]

He had never in his entire career of being a plague doctor, heard anything so delusional, so insane, and the fact that he was still shaking was because the only thing that he could attribute it to was shock, denying vehemently that it was fear, because who

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Fatherhood, Interrupted

Cubs aren't exactly known for their taste, and roger wasn't delusional enough to think he'd been an exception. and that's when it hit him. of course this wasn't going to work out! cindy was a couple of years older than him.

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Werewolf Circus Chapter 2: A Not So Pleasant Surprise

Everything seemed weird, dreamlike, i guess i was delusional. i had no idea of were i was. as i puzzled over this question, something caught my interest. it was a large rectangle against the wall.

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Forgotten Ch.4

Getting slightly delusional from the smell we sat across from each other and ate our midday lunch. by the time i left it was already 6:49 pm.

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He Loves You

I'm a dumb delusional dog and that's all i've ever been. he could never love me. my composure begins to disintegrate. "thanks." i laugh again, my awkwardness on full display. he takes a final sip of his drink and sets it down. he's staring at me.

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Signalbox

She wasn’t that delusional. there had to have been a mistake. hadn’t frank actually said there were three? or was there just that one? after all, why would she need to set the signals to red if there was a radio?

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A Fateful Meeting

All i could think is that some kind of delusional crazy person invited himself into my home, and i wanted to try to get him out without escalating. "magic? magic isn't real."

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