and feel, every single minute of the terror, the fear, the panic, the pain, of each and every person trapped in the Capitol. May they feel the pain of the police they injured and killed. May they never be free of the cries of pain, of anguish. May they know the pain of losing eyes and fingers, the trauma of brain injuries, the PTSD of this almost unimaginable horror. May they never know a moment of quiet, or rest, or ease for the rest of their lives. May the faces of those they hunted, terrorized, injured, killed, haunt their every waking and sleeping moment.

As I decree, so mote it be.