“ Looks do . . . deceive. ” Hannibal had remarked aloud towards the girl. Such soft, pliable features ----- yet these bitter words oozed down from her soft lips like a blackened ichor. An oncoming smile had placed itself on his lips, a smile which was more than inappropriate for the tears the poor girl was shedding down from watering eyes, to deepened scarlet-colored cheeks. “ I urge you to not get mad at a predator for being what it truly is, a predator. Does one curse Mother Nature for simply being in its natural state, my dear? “ The doctor inquired but the redundancy was thick through out
“ I have not done something that I would not do normally. Understand? You had allowed yourself to become entrapped with the inevitable. I suggest that from here on out that you choose your words with a utmost sincere thoughtfulness. Letting that thick tongue of yours flap about in your mouth could lead to a dreadful end for you. “ He warned carefully, allowing his words to seep into her mind like a foreign invader. She needed to understand, to comprehend the trap.
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