@morfusmax1 Well. I was writing a PTSD-looking text, mind seeing whether it works well as something that would be passed down as a generational trauma?
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Beast of terror, buzzing horror, undying hunter, devoured us whole.
Meat munch to mess, grind to paste, turned to blood, be absorbed.
Bone munch to pieces, grind to powder, fused with paste, turned to blood.
Mind still awake, feel the pain, paste and powder, all died screaming.
Run away, hide away, no point, apex hunter.
Accept and pray, for a quick death.