Freedom. I burst out of the depths of the earth into the sunlight, and savored my freedom. Long had pain and fire and darkness chained me. But I had slipped my bonds. I would not go back. Here was light and life and wonderful impurity. Lust brimmed in the world—filthy, depraved, selfish desire. It was— Purity marred it. A scent of lilac, so innocent and pure, nauseated me, begging for defilement. A need filled me, forming...