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The sound of the knife cleaving against night,
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Alliteration
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Had brought the ringing of it chopping flesh,
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Onomatopoeia
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Almost wurst–the butcher had felled its boar,
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Pun
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Gored a jolly Joe finding their demise,
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Internal Rhyme
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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–”Um–Excuse me,” A voice rang out and mused,
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Dialogue
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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The action halt; eyes peering over brow,
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Enjambment
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Fingers clutched tight on the handle of cleave,
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Imagery
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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“Need meat–I’m here to purchase some damn meat.”
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Repetition
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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The person had quickly said–eyes flitting,
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Caesura
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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The shop clinical, a rigid cold front:
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Metaphor
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Nestled in the back outside of shelves of flesh,
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Personification
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Came the view of a few animal heads–
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Visual Imagery
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Vivisection, and some others intact–
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Juxtaposition
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Decapitated, surely–though for stew.
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Irony
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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The boar from befores’ untouched, waiting,
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Enjambment
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Though its bones broken and pulled–lie in fire,
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Imagery
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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The fat arranged ‘round the bones as it burned.
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Assonance
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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An odd sight–khernip sitting atop stern,
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Juxtaposition
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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The man, he pointed and made his due choice:
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Direct Address
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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“I’ll take that one—” He quickly said, “Right there.”
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Anaphora
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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“No, no.” The Butcher retorted as fast,
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Dialogue
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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“That’s not for sale.” It’s personage of love.
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Metaphor
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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The persons’ eyes had narrowed by thought,
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Suspense
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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He found it odd that the seller won’t sell,
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Irony
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Verily, he wanted something so fresh,
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Alliteration
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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For a delicious stew as he’d camped soon.
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Synecdoche
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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His eyes twinkled as he’d garnered an odd thought,
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Personification
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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28 |
He turns around and waves a person near,
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Foreshadowing
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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And soon, in view, came a young girl–a teen.
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In media res
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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She’d looked around before stepping in line,
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Simile
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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With him–her father and their eyes had met.
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Shock
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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She’d glanced in the back and her heart struck fear:
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Imagery
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Her view of the animal heads came near–
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Internal Rhyme
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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34 |
For a moment, her voice struggled with sound.
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Consonance
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Until she was able to voice her mind.
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Suspense
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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36 |
Her tongue touched the inner meat of her lip,
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Synecdoche
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Slightly biting down, noting from a-head.
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Metaphor
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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38 |
“What did you need, Pa?” She had asked instead,
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Dialogue
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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Her eyes still focused on the heads ahead.
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Focused Imagery
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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40 |
“Our dear butcher, won’t relent–I want that,
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Characterization
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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41 |
That head of meat with the white mark on it,”
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Visual Imagery
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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42 |
The father said and looked to the butcher,
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Direct Address
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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43 |
“What say you, my girl–asunder it n’ stew?”
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Colloquialism
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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44 |
As she processed his words–her mind did stew.
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Pun
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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45 |
In the back–hung a cow, flayed and quite drained,
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Juxtaposition
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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46 |
On shelves stood the heads–eyes opal or black.
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Visual Imagery, Simile
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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47 |
Staring soullessly with a milky glare,
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Personification
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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48 |
Then there was that black boar with a white mark–
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Unique Detail
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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49 |
Her heart raced into her throat as if she’d choked.
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Hyperbole
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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50 |
“The one with the mark, how’d that come about?”
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Inquisitive
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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51 |
Her words turned intents on another track,
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Metaphor
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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52 |
Backwards did the feather step, allowing,
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Personification
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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53 |
“It was never supposed to be slain, not yet; explain?
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Anaphora, Allusion, Enjambment
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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54 |
How’d this come? What has happened to the meat?”
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Direct Address
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
55 |
She repeated herself once more, with a certain ire,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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56 |
The daughters question had aroused different desire,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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57 |
In the father as his lips shifted a grin,
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Personifiction
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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58 |
He glanced at the meat–then again, did he repeat.
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Repetition
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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59 |
Not in words but in action his heart skipped in reaction.
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Personifiction
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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60 |
“Don’t worry about that,” The butcher had spoke:
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Direct Address
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
61 |
His eyes assessing the situation,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
62 |
He breathed deep. A quick stratagem in mind,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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63 |
His lips parted–She’d interjected, “No.”
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Direct Address
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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64 |
“Whatever words you speak–Won’t be enough.”
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Direct Address
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
65 |
The Butcher sighed–finally loud this time,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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66 |
The Butcher hadn’t seen–this young one from time,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
67 |
The Butcher did gleam–what her words had meant,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
68 |
The Butcher did know–the words hard to show,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
69 |
The Butcher couldn’t do much–the truth was scarce.
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
70 |
“I can’t explain why.” The Butcher slipped up.
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Direct Address
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
71 |
The Father found this odd–quite quaint to say,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
72 |
“Whatever do you mean, my dear meat slayer?”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
73 |
“Is the contents foul–did you leave it out?”
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
74 |
“Or is it parasitic– eggs buried in it?”
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
75 |
“Is it not what you say–something longer in play?”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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76 |
“Or is it simply too exquisite–and you can’t part with it?”
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
77 |
“Does the price cost the value of a life–you think I won’t pay the price?”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
78 |
“Or do you simply not like us–so you simply won’t purvey us?”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
79 |
The Father had interrogated the butcher–words like bullets.
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
80 |
“Why would you say that?!”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
81 |
“We don’t know what happened!”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
82 |
“There was an accident. It's being corrected.”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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83 |
“--Corrected. How so?”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
84 |
“Well… I can’t tell you trade secrets.”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
85 |
“It’s bad luck to sell tainted meat.”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
86 |
“You have a khernip.” She’d pointed out.
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
87 |
“I mean–yes–but not for that.”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
88 |
The father had a certain craving–an inkling,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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89 |
Though would it truly be so bad, in pork so long?
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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90 |
His thoughts were wrong but in a way right,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
91 |
By god–he hoped, he would sway the meat merchant,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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92 |
Perchance, it's right–yet a chance for shakes–if so?
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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93 |
Would he though? Tell his daughter? No, no.
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
94 |
“I’ll pay you enough for it, should that suffice,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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95 |
If not, surely, you would use my daughter ‘round the shop?”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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96 |
Though little he knew–again, right but wrong–
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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97 |
Her father had persisted driven mad by the thought,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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98 |
Until no more–the Butcher turned and went in back,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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99 |
A sudden estranged exhale and the Father slumped.
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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100 |
His words were getting too sick–too deranged,
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
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