I was in love once.

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The lad, quivering in his boots looks up at me and my murderous growling. He seems to flit his shield arm aside, ushering me in. I can feel his soul as he soils himself. He begs a god that I do not know to spare him. That god does not listen. All I can think as I feel his spray on me is that I was in love once. I quivered once.

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