The sweat dropped from her forehead, the hunger creeping upon her like a virus, slowly climbing her body. Laura licked her lips, listning closly, she could hear a pulse...beating...steadily. She sat up, wiped the sweat off of her head with the back of her hand and searched the room. "Hmm, your hungry arent you my queen. I've brought you something
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Great story, as always. Keep it up. :)
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