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Sweet dreams are made of these...
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Lucky her.]
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Eventually, her meandering takes her closer to the large wolf who - so far - seemed friendly enough.]
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[Phedre stoops and lifts the doll with every intention of setting it back within the wolf's grasp.]
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You move your head to take in the room, but you feel a sharp TUG at your neck. There's a collar there, attached to a chain. On the other side is the man the doll represented. Tall and dark haired, a cruel smile across his lips.]
"Pay attention, my little wolf, it's time for me to entertain my guests."
[The words "yes, master" pass your lips. The doors open and a child is brought through, his clothing is torn, his skin dirty. A child of the streets. No one will miss him. No one important, anyway. The man with the chain beams, waving the group of people over, enjoying being the center of attention. ]
"My friends! Did you think I'd bring you here without giving you something to talk about on the way home tonight? You'd be very wrong if you did."
[He laughs and gives a nod. A knife goes into the boy from the slave who'd brought him in. He doesn't die. He bleeds and the man with the chain waves his fingers. The boy dances. He bleeds and dances and SCREAMS. ]
[And then, just like that, she's back in the run down room. The wolf has stood up, his hackles raised, growling. ]
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Nothing could outshine the cruelty of men.
The growling wolf has her dropping the doll with a start and shuffling back, still on her knees.
That wolf was a man. A man who she had just intruded on immensely.]
I am so sorry, my lord.
[Sorry for intruding, sorry for his experience.]
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Instead of continuing her exploration, she will settle next to the wolf. This was a delicate place, and she wouldn't just bumble in again.]
May I ask... who you are?
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