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1
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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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2
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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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3
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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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4
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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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5
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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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6
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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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7
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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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8
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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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9
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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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10
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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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11
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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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12
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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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13
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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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14
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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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15
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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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16
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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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17
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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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18
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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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19
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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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20
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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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21
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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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22
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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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23
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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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24
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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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25
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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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26
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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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27
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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
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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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29
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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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30
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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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31
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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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32
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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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33
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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
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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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35
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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
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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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37
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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
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“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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39
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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
| null |
40
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“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
| null |
41
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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
| null |
42
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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
| null |
43
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“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
| null |
44
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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
| null |
45
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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
| null |
46
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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
| null |
47
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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
| null |
48
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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
| null |
49
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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
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“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
| null |
51
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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
| null |
52
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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
| null |
53
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“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
| null |
54
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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
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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
| null |
56
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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
| null |
57
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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
| null |
58
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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
| null |
59
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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
| null |
60
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“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
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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
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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
| null |
63
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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
| null |
64
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“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
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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
| null |
66
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The Butcher hadn’t seen–this young one from time,
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
67
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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
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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
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The Butcher couldn’t do much–the truth was scarce.
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
70
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“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
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The Father found this odd–quite quaint to say,
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
72
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“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
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“Is the contents foul–did you leave it out?”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
74
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“Or is it parasitic– eggs buried in it?”
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
75
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“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
| null |
76
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“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
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“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
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“Or do you simply not like us–so you simply won’t purvey us?”
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
79
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The Father had interrogated the butcher–words like bullets.
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Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
80
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“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
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“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
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“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
| null |
83
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“--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
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“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
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“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
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“You have a khernip.” She’d pointed out.
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
87
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“I mean–yes–but not for that.”
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
88
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The father had a certain craving–an inkling,
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
89
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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
| null |
90
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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
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By god–he hoped, he would sway the meat merchant,
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
92
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Perchance, it's right–yet a chance for shakes–if so?
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
93
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Would he though? Tell his daughter? No, no.
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
94
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“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
| null |
95
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If not, surely, you would use my daughter ‘round the shop?”
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
96
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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
| null |
97
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Her father had persisted driven mad by the thought,
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
98
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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
| null |
99
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A sudden estranged exhale and the Father slumped.
| null |
Person
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Betrayal
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Limerence
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Datorien Anderson
| null |
100
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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
| null |
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