The Black Lord looked out through frail human eyes and felt a sudden weakness.

The Black Lord felt a smile run across his face.

"Lord, it feels good to have some centimeters of steel all the way around me again," he said.

Why couldn't the Lord love the green leaf and feel pity for men?

Lord, she felt good, and she tasted better than anything he'd ever experienced.

"Lord, it feels so good to stretch out," she sighed.

"Lord, I feel as if I've been living with this case for ever!"

Lord, she felt dangerously close to caring for him again.

Lord, he felt so good, even like this.

Lord, the freedom of it felt so good.