all the days that passed under the sun and moon where i did naught but kill, eat, bathe and sleep, but it must be related that these days occurred, for they are at the heart of my character. i learned in that time that i was both meant for only that and meant for more than that, for i thought often of love in those days. i wanted to be known by someone, and to know them. i wanted someone to be near me who was neither prey nor stupid, beneath me. i did not know what i wanted, but it frustrated me not to have it.
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