She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. A few seasons went by where he initiated her into the disgusting rituals of killing and eating human beings, a dark time where she pined for a rescuer who never arrived. . The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. G'night, kids. "Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away together.
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