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@inkedingraypub The screams from the mother were deafening: anguished crying out into the evening sky. The child was gone. I could feel my throat constrict, as we came closer to the scene. The #monsters have returned.
" Something's wrong," I mumbled. "They never leave the forest."
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@inkedingraypub “One way or another, your precious pet Mint will be my entertainment.”
“Escorts have the right to select their buyer, Minos,” I remind him coldly. “There are always better options.”
He laughs; the sound slithers beneath my skin. “Not in a private auction.”
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