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Emitted from the ominous tips of the mysterious man’s fingers, the ashen abolla has arisen abraid. A brazen boy was to meet his doom, trembling. He wished for his mother’s love, for it would be her tender embrace to grant him the will to survive; alas, mother never loved him. Mother’s woes were worth more than a baby. Mother never loved her child. Mother never had a child.
Glasglow: (An affect of apprehension) To thee, I implore only clemency! Yes, I admit, it was me!
???: (Smirking, knife in hand) A traitor, like you, must be justiced with his life. In Hell’s bowels shall you braise, escorted by this knife. No matter who the culprit, you must pay. Four weeks of food you have stolen, yet we have nothing for today. Greedy bastard, the words you say now will be the last heard.
Glasglow: A lamb, I am not.
The man who laps his tongues upon the Leaves of Three relinquished his pungent sting upon the child, laughing with oblectation.
???: It is upon this corpse we dine tonight. Follow my orders, for I am now your guiding light:
???: A man of dominance is required to inseminate the carrion. A woman of submissivity is to write through armament of what the youth has done very wrong. It is then we may devour the kill of the hour.
Pale, dead, alive, twas Isaac who arisen first. His stature was hunched, his posture poor. The face had a vacant glare, knowing of the world beyond. His rump appeared to be rather flaccid, without the perkiness of youth. 75 years older, the child deviously clenched his oral pearls. It was done.
Proceeding was a fair damsel, whose kindness was unmatched. Bestowed with a weapon, her hand engraved a message. "Let me be the omen that shows you to your doom. For it is my sacrifice that shows the duplicity you shall not duplicate." Her words were right.
Conflagrance. Delicate ashes were scattered. It was glorious. It was filling. We thank you, Brother, for this feast.
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