Prologue

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The beast growled low in it's throat as it watched it's obsession pass by. It wanted a taste. It wanted it's fill. But not yet. He was too young. To full of life. But soon. Soon it was going to have him. It stalked of back to it's home, it's cave. It found it's master. Calm and sipping a glass of rich wine. The beast purred when it's red eyes landed on his master. "You saw him, didn't you" not a question but a statement. "Oh master, he is absolutely beautiful, when may we have him?" The basically begged. "Not yet. But soon our little beloved is going to be with us soon enough. He will be mine, yours, ours"

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